The Institution
The Institution stood at the top of the hill, perched over the city like a carrion bird. The city sagged below the Institution like heat-festered roadkill. The relationship between the two was a symbiotic one.
Ralph trudged to the Institution hauling the gold and the letters and the scented cadavers. He placed the annual tribute inside the entry and awaited instructions.
The door to his right was slightly ajar so Ralph went to have a look. It was a musty, little-used coat room.
“You’re not allowed in there.”
Ralph shrugged his shoulders and plodded back down to the city.
The Daily Theme from Figment for February 6, 2012
Set a scene inside an institution of some kind (a school, a hospital, a bank). Now take us to a room that only a few people normally have access to (a janitorial closet, the morgue, an executive suite). What happens when someone gets in who shouldn’t be there?
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