His noctambulous behaviors only came under scrutiny after the disappearances began. They ultimately led to his arrest, when the sleepwalker led them directly to his burial site. About time, said a neighbor, he was a real weirdo.
Too bad the police never listened to the kids. Why would they, though? James' town's finest had no way of knowing he was the only one keeping the monster at bay.
It would be my pleasure to become published one day, so that my book's prolegomenon could be written my someone more clever than I.
AbuliaWaking up with a migraine for the third day in a row only worsened my abulia. Any activity or thought process beyond my bed seemed out of my reach.
PiebaldI couldn't help it; I had to buy the animal. Its soft, piebald fur sealed the deal. I'm still not sure what the thing is.
OlioI looked down at my dish and saw the restaurant's clientele mirrored in it; a true olio of people stood before me, in shapes and sizes as varied as the untouched food on my plate.
SaurianThe gross, saurian... thing -- she didn't know what to call it, a lizard but not -- slithered nearer to her still. She gulped in air, hoping it would lose interest in her. Alas, once it rested its beady eyes on its prey, it had already decided Alice was on the menu.