“I’m going away for a while.” he said to no one. It echoed. “I’ve no idea when I’ll be back, but it won’t be soon. I might not be back at all.”
He reached for a coat that was no longer there and he wore an invisible hat.
“Miss me while I’m gone?” he asked the shadows cast from the moon hanging outside closed windows and the dust on the bare floorboards lay still.
The door opened then, and the light flickered on, and he turned to see the man peering in. He smiled at him and tipped his invisible hat in a greeting of an era long dead and forgotten.
“What is it?” asked the lilting voice of a woman from the hallway and the man turned to reply.
“I thought I heard someone in here.”
“No one’s lived there for years, you know that.” she said and the man shrugged. Off went the light and the door closed. The voices were gone.
He opened his mouth to speak, but quickly turned back to the empty room.
“No, I don’t know who that was. New neighbors?” he asked the darkness and the silence and the void that was once a home.
“They seem nice. Maybe I’ll stay a bit longer.”