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Lucia waited in the alley where they used to meet.
It had not changed in the year since… that night. Same detritus. Same shadows.
She even wore that dress.
Bandersnatch. A word Grandma used. Lucia never dreamed she’d claim it for her own.
She heard him before she saw him and then he was standing before her. Her Bandersnatch, created out of her own grief.
She could still see her lover in it’s face.
The Bandersnatch dropped a bloody sack at her feet.
The heads of those who murdered her lover on their wedding night rolled out onto the pavement.