The University was once the pride of the city. Its students excelled, its faculties co-operated and its specialists collaborated.
And Professor Ludowici was their finest—his experiments were audacious, his imagination limitless.
Then, a year ago, came the silence. The townspeople say it was the professor’s last project, that one day they’ll all come back. Such is their faith in the professor.
Some claim to have seen a light in his window late at night, but there’s no real evidence.
They all crawled to shelter before they fell. If you venture close, you can just hear the gentle snoring.
My Friday Fictioneers contribution. Many thanks to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for hosting the link-up each week.