Exceptional 100 word story Hoping Hell Hath No Fury by michaelcahill Tiny Tales of Terror Contest contest entry Hell can't be worse ... can it?

Warning: The author has noted that this contains the highest level of violence.   The healing terrifies me more than the inflicting of the wounds. The healing reminds me of what is to come … the rats, starving and finding nothing to eat but my naked flesh. I never come close to death only wishing for it. Within an hour, there are enough wounds to satisfy my captor. Then, about a month to heal. Month after month.   I cheated on my wife. Yes, I'm a weak man. She knew of my fear of rats. She loved to remind me that hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.   Yep, I am hoping that is true.   Recognized Author Notes One hundred words, hand count. I always laugh when I hear that phrase, "Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned". Considering their "fury", I am hoping that is true for the poor souls who end up there. :)

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