There is nothing, but darkness ahead thick, black and cold. I can hear the growl of the demon that is tormenting me inching ever closer. Stumbling, I fall cracking my head on a rock. I can taste the blood as it trickles across my lips…I’m as good as dead.
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~
Thank you very much.
Dark and twisty….I love it. 🙂
Thank you Laurel. 🙂
Scary story but very well written. Must have been difficult to do it in 50 words. You did it well 🙂
They are more difficult than they appear…50 words isn’t a lot that’s for sure. 🙂
Thank you. 🙂
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