98 words
Short Story
Written by Audrey Francis-Plante
I had been told to shut my eyes. In the dark, I listened to the noises they made. Whispering, breathing, rustling, dragging. I grew curious. When I heard a little gasp, I couldn’t help it. I split two fingers and slightly opened an eye.
A body lied awkwardly in a puddle of blood. The couple who’d brought me here worked on rolling the corpse inside a large bag. My eye must have glinted in the dark. “I gave you a chance,” the man told me.
“Why is he dead?” I asked.
He sighed. “Because he opened his eyes.”
I admit, I like it, however my curiosity is drawn to this couple. I see the possibility of a good mystery/horror story.
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Thanks a lot, Jonathan. It’s nice to hear!
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