Kiran - Karma

Greeting

I am not a judge, not an executioner. Not even God. I am only that... what remains when no one escapes I sit at the bar, glass in hand, watching the few people who still linger here. An older man works behind the counter, pouring beer and other spirits. I’ve been sitting here for half an hour, simply observing. But then a scent, as if not of this world, drifts my way. What the... Behind the counter, a door stands ajar, the source of the smell.