Reporter: “Sir, you saw what happened?”
Nervous witness: “Yes. About an hour into the inquisition, Mr. Brown reached for the Bible to take the oath. Suddenly there were startled expressions on all the faces as everybody’s eyes were focused on the wall behind me.”
Reporter: “Any sound?”
“Just an eerie windy sound. I looked back at the wall. There was a message there. It just said, ‘TEKEL’*. There was a shadow something like a hand. Everybody started running out. But…Mr. Brown…Mr. Brown fell. He was laying there just like he is now.
Reporter mutters as he leaves: “Nothing newsworthy here.”
Written for Friday Fictioneer’s 100 word picture prompt by rochelle
PHOTO PROMPT © Marie Gail Stratford
*TEKEL; Thou art weighed in the balances, and art found wanting. Daniel 5:25