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Dear Dickie Bird,If you are reading this letter, probably the worst has happened and we will never meet again. So it is your turn to step into my vacant shoes and carry forward my legacy. I’m sure Fred will guide you through the process.I’m writing this letter to reflect on my last days and to clear the mystery surrounding the Clown’s Bio Attack.As you know, the pandemic and subsequent lockdown had a terrible effect on my line of work. What was an easy nine to five job with “lovely” perks, ended up being a futile lonely trek through the dark...
Submitted to Contest #49
Juliet French glanced at the clock tower as she frantically paced up and down the empty platform. It was half past one. The train was late. Or perhaps she was early? She didn't know. It didn't matter. Oh Romeo! How much longer must I wait?She nervously looked around the deserted station. Not a single soul in sight. Was that good or bad? She did not know. She had only one thing in mind. Soon he will be here.A cool breeze blew in from the west. With a shiver, she pulled her coat tighter. She was not used to the cold. To be hones...
Submitted to Contest #48
Where was I? How did I get here?The throbbing pain in the back of my head subsided. I slowly opened my eyes to be greeted to the view of a creaky ceiling fan in a dimly lit room. My initial impulse was to get up. But some force seemed to hold me back. I felt the pressure on my forehead, similar to the one around my shoulders...wrists...waist…and even my legs. For a moment, I thought I was paralysed. Then, better sense prevailed. I was strapped to a bed.“Well, well! The hero finally awakes from his slumber.”I felt a movement to my right ...
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