"It's a bird, it's a plane..." Superman

There's an old apartment building next door to the library I visit. Today a vulture was circling above it. I wasn't the only one to notice. People around me were looking up and pointing, sort of like the opening to the old Superman TV show.

Of course my mind went immediately to, 'what if?' What if some poor soul was dead in there; what if they had been murdered; what if the rugs were soaked with blood and brains were spattered all over the walls; what if...

I have to stop. It's not easy being me.

Status: Unchanged. Wrote 500 words today, but on another project.