The Listener: Horror

"I'll sit here, brother, and lend you my ear." The old man looked sympathetically at him, a cooling coffee mug between them, and Randy thought, "Fuck it." The old man was probably some minister trying to convert him or save his soul, but hell, Randy needed to talk to somebody,and if the burden of it made the old man have nightmares like Randy did, well, at least he wasn't dumping that burden on somebody he knew and liked. It wasn't like he could tell his parents or his girl or even his buddies from Iraq. They used to joke that they'd seen shit that there just wasn't shit like anywhere else, and that was true, but hell, now he'd seen shit that even they didn't know or believe existed, but he'd been into that shit all alone, so he didn't even have any buddies--


Inspiration: "It's Not Easy" - Glen Ahhaitty
Story Potential: Medium
Notes: I like the character/story set-up, but there isn't an actual story here. Could be a great intro for any number of horror stories.