The sound of approaching footsteps did not render the heiress a cowardly mess because she was alone, underground in the family tombs at midnight; it was because they approached from behind the door to her grandmother’s locked vault, which she had personally sealed a decade ago.
Author’s Note: This is part of the wonderful Linda G. Hill’s One-Liner Wednesday writing prompt. Click the link to find more one-liners, and then consider writing one of your own!
Ahhhh!!! Are these really short stories going to get any less creepy after Hallowe’en?
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Aww, thank you for saying it is creepy! And hopefully not!
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Spooky. Really like.
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Thank you so much! Words can’t describe how pleased I am right now!
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brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
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