The killer

I energetically, hurried into the town centre: the moon brilliantly lit up the town. Darkness spread across for miles. As I gnawed on my sandwich, I saw a chilling figure emerged from the floor. As he got closer I realised he was possessed. White fog rolled over the city. Dawn turned to morning. Weak as water, I stumbled back. Her eyes like burning flames, I took what would be my last breath. The cringy figure stepped into a puddle. DEAD!. It was powered by a battery . I heard a piercing scream, then it went quiet, too quiet. Only my cat stared at me. It was then that I realised it was looking behind me “NO!”


The killer — 1 Comment

  1. Charlie,
    You have quite a way with words. You have set a mood that sent chills up my spine with your words and phrases such as ‘Dawn turned to morning…’ ‘Weak as water…’ and ‘…it was quiet, too quiet’.
    I look forward to more of your writing in future challenges.
    Keep Writing.
    Mrs. G., Team 100, GES, Guilderland, NY, USA

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