Excellent A horror story about problems with your clothes. At the Laundromat by GollyGreen32 HOrror writing prompt entry

Warning: The author has noted that this contains the highest level of violence. Warning: The author has noted that this contains the highest level of sexual content. The lightning lit the empty laundromat again, so I grabbed for the knob and opened the maintenance closet door. Nothing like a big, black, open maw in the middle of a storm. Now, where was the flashlight? Someone opened the front door. The wind howled over the washers and dryers and slammed the closet door shut. I stood in front of the shelves, waiting for my eyes to adjust to the darkness again. I found the flashlight on the second shelf and opened the door. "Hello! Anybody there?" I turned the corner. My flashlight beam illuminated a ski-masked face. I opened my mouth, but made no sound. "I'm here for your clothes," he said. "I...I don't have any clothes. I'm...I'm the attendant." "The ones your wearing," he said. He pulled a large knife from a holster on his belt. I couldn't scream. No one would hear me over the storm. I couldn't run. He'd catch me. I stripped off my clothes and stood there in my bra and underwear. "I want those too." I dropped those on the pile. The man scooped up my panties and inhaled deeply. "What a beautiful scent you have." He took my clothes and left. Writing Prompt Write a short flash fiction story between 100 to 200 words based on the themes specified in contest details.

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