We will meet again.. some sunny day

Those words burned into your mind as you watched them pour Soap ashes into the wind. You kept your distance from three men.

When you were returning home, you felt empty. Rain started to come down as you entered your soulless home. Tears began to roll down your face as you passed the kitchen

Suddenly.. an empty chair moved.

“Soap?” You whisper to yourself as you saw the chair more again. “..is that you?”

The chair moved again, this time closer to you.