Obelisk: Go on
From Create Your Own Story
Clank!
A soda can, which had not been in a safe distance to your feet, went flying against a lamppost, spinning a few times before the standstill and waiting for the next kick to hit, sending it flying over the paving stones which were part of your way home. Another shot and the can went in the only direction which you hadn't planned. A part of you had already accepted the fate of the can, when an angry hissing noise caught your attention and the can came tumbling back.
Your feet came to an abrupt halt. What was it, that you hit with the can? And the even more important question: Did you really want to know?
Taking a step into the semidark alley, your gaze returned to your way back home. Somehow it seemed so much more friendly and it was surely no bad idea to go back home and ignore the hissing and the alley, but you had always been curious.
There were not many days, where you could hear angry hissing, followed by flying soda cans...everything could be hiding there!
For all you know it could be a hurt kitten. Could you really abandon a hurt kitten?
