Eyes

A young man walks by. There in the corner of his eye he sees a corpse. It appeared to be a body of a woman. Most of the flesh was already gone, but for some reason what remained were the eyes. He stared at it for a moment. There was something there in the eyes of the dead. It was as if it was staring into the young man's soul. He felt a chill go down his back. In the woman's hand was a pipe shotgun. The young man picked it up and examined it. It was still in working condition. The shotgun that had once served the woman was now his. He looked back at the corpse only to find that the eyes of this woman had dried out long ago. What he saw earlier was only something else. The young man laughed to himself. He paused for a moment and continued onto his journey.