Soul Jumper

Okay so I'm trying something new. I pick random words from a list and try to connect them together in a story.

The words:  Reft (take by force)    Headfirst    Warehouse

   I looked from monitor to monitor shifting in my set, trying to get comfortable. I didn’t want to go out to do my rounds. It was a dark night, no moon, and only a few of the lights that ringed the perimeter of the large building actually glowed. I don’t like being on watch by myself on nights like these. Things always seem to happen. The outsiders like the dark. It’s a wonder that the lights don’t get replaced more often. But this is just an out of the way warehouse, just used for storage. Only two or three watchmen at night not very important compared to other places, like the housing facility or the evening entertainment complex. That doesn’t make the dark nights any easier to work. It doesn’t help when the other watchman calls in sick. Scared is more like it. I can understand his fear he’s new to the night shift. I don’t mind to much any more, not after ten years at this gig, besides I need the money. Only when there is no moon and the sky is so thick with clouds that not a single star can be seen do I get this uneasy feeling. I leaned back in my chair and stretched my arms out to the sides almost touching the side walls of the small office that held the bank of monitors. That’s when I saw a quick movement in a monitor at my periphery. I sat up strait looking closer at the monitor in question and the ones covering nearby areas. In the monitor covering the side entrance corridor I picked up movement again. It was just a slight shadow, like someone just out of range moving back and forth. I jumped up grabbing my night stick and unsnapping my holster. I quickly went out the door that entered the warehouse moving down the left hall. I rounded the corner to my right and slowed my pace making sure my steps were silent. As I came up to the intersection with the side entrance corridor I rested my hand on the but of my gun and pressed my back to the wall. I inched closer to the open area ahead and looked across to the side entrance door. There was no one there. I Took a quick look over my right shoulder into the other part of the hall, no one. I noticed the shadow I had seen it the monitor and followed it to it’s source. It was a large leaf at the top of the entrance door window. I stood straight sliding my night stick back in the loop on my belt, staring at the shadow on the floor. Boy was I glad no one saw that. My back was to the door now, so I assumed the slight scraping sound I heard was the leaf on the window. When it got louder I turned and it felt like someone ran headfirst into my stomach. I’m not sure what happened after that. The next time I was aware of any thing I was looking down at the back of a tall man with the same color brown hair as me. I thought it funny I was looking down on him because he was standing and seemed to be very tall. Before I could do anything or call out he turned. I was beyond shocked, he had my face. For a moment that was all I could focus on was his, my face. I shook myself enough to take in the rest of this man. He was wearing my uniform, my wedding ring, my shoes. I looked closer at his hands and saw the faint chicken pox scars across the back of the left one. If I wasn’t me I would swear that this guy in front of me was. that’s when he seemed to look right at me and started to speak.
   “You look a little confused. Well I can tell you what just happened if you like. Or I could just take your body and leave you in the dark.” That was my voice but I have never sounded so evil. He turned and headed for the door, turning back to sneer “By the way I am the only one who will ever be able to see you.” With that he was out the door. I looked down and realized I could see right through my legs, everything went black.

That's as much as I have on this one I'll try to have another one soon.