It is a strange ritual: he laughs himself to sleep. He tugs the scratchy quilt over his face, forcing out a slow, gritty gasp. I shudder-- it's as if he can't tell time. As if he can't feel the moment spying on him with hard blazing eyes.
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Horror Writing Prompt(s)
HorrorWell, it's not overtly frightening, but I think this has potential...
Horror Writing Prompt
It is a strange ritual: he laughs himself to sleep. He tugs the scratchy quilt over his face, forcing out a slow, gritty gasp. I shudder-- it's as if he can't tell time. As if he can't feel the moment spying on him with hard blazing eyes.