Twisted Microfiction

Breathe Deep

“Go ahead. I’ll give you a moment.” She said with a sigh. The light began to dim and his breathing shallowed. Goodbyes were always difficult. Usually ending in tears and blood stained clothes.
Image: Creepy Little Things by Teratini on DeviantArt

Bring your toys or you can always play with a few of mine.

“I’m not crazy. I know what I saw!” He shouted frantically into the phone. His grip tightened as he looked up at the glass. “It’s… here!”

– Kat


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