| General Fiction posted January 27, 2018 |
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Two-sentence horror story.
Underground Life
by Heather Knight
The silence around me is heavy, like solid lead; unbroken, infinite, empty.
I stretch my arms, and when I touch the smooth, unblemished wood, I realize I'll never get out of my forever prison.
The silence around me is heavy, like solid lead; unbroken, infinite, empty.
I stretch my arms, and when I touch the smooth, unblemished wood, I realize I'll never get out of my forever prison.
I stretch my arms, and when I touch the smooth, unblemished wood, I realize I'll never get out of my forever prison.
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This entry was inspired by the film Buried.
I can't write horror to save my life. This was the best I could do...
I can't write horror to save my life. This was the best I could do...
Club entry for the "Are you scared?" event in "Flash Fiction Club". Locate a writing club.
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