Scared
Shivers ran up Shelis' back. Two hours and it'd be over. Two hours seemed longer than a decade in the cramped space, goose-bumps burning on her skin, water dripping on her head, down her face, into her soaked clothing. But scared as she was, cold as she was, none of it was worse than going out there before dawn.
Between breaths she heard groans, creaks, moans, and imagined a demon unfurling its wings, slavering drool on a victim's severed limb. A whimper escaped her, she grabbed her mouth shut. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid!
Claws scratched at the stones above her head.
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Drabbles and Dabbles
Short StoryDrabbles: Use only 100 words, and tell us a story. That's the challenge, if you choose to accept it. Don't waste words, and use no more and no less than precisely one hundred words. Go! (You'll find mine in the pages that follow) Dabbles: Every so o...
