Time is dead here (touch the clocks and never start them)

Rating: PG-13
Word count: ~ 1,500
Warnings: Canon (apparent) character deaths.
Summary: It starts slowly, a whisper here, a footstep there. Jack walks through the carcass of the Hub and hears the clatter of computer keys, the clank of equipment in the autopsy bay, the tread of fine leather shoes upon the stairs.
Disclaimer: All recognizable characters are the property of their respective owners. I am in no way associated with the creators, and no copyright infringement is intended.
A/N: I seem to have an odd obsession with ghost stories, even if this isn’t exactly what I was aiming for when I sat down to write it. Anyway, the title and the opening quote are from an amazing play, which should be read/see/worshiped, even if only for the beautiful, intriguing word play throughout. It belongs to James Thurber, and I make no claim. (If anyone’s interested, you can read the script here. It’s fairly short and very much worth it.)

( touch the clocks and never start them )