They all sat at that round table, silence wrapped like a suffocating blanket around them. All of them stared at the exact same thing: the knife, lying in the center of the table.
It was an experiment they found themselves in. A particularly sick one, to be exact.
Only one of them would walk out of that room alive. The one to be the first to stab one of the others would get that honor. What would happen to everyone else, they didn't know.
As long as nobody even touched the knife, though, everyone was still safe. Or as safe as one could be in such a situation.
But of course, there's always that one guy that has to break an agreement.
A/N: I was a bit baffled by there being a word like "knife" on a list full of emotions, so if anyone has a theory about what on Earth it's doing there, you're welcome to let me know.
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Tiny Stories
Short StoryA collection of 100 word stories, based on two prompt list challenges. The first 100 stories will be based on general themes, the last 100 will be based on a list of 100 emotions. *COMPLETED*
