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Submitted to Contest #275
Eliza Carstairs lay weak and trembling in her bed, her face pale and her breath shallow. Henry sat beside her, holding her frail hand, watching the once-vibrant woman he loved slip away. She had been ill for weeks, and the doctor had quietly warned Henry that the end was near. Eliza’s fear was not something she could easily face—she was gripped by a terror of death itself, a dread that kept her awake through long nights, clutching Henry’s hand as though he could hold her here in this world.“Henry,” she whispered, her voice barely audible, “I...
Submitted to Contest #252
Dr. Endicott would’ve had a restful evening if it hadn’t been for a bloodcurdling scream coming from the main corridor. The noise had startled him and he had spilled his tea as a result. “Blast! Now what?” He was frantically sponging himself as he ran down the hallway. When he reached the source of the commotion, he found two orderlies struggling with a new arrival. “Please!” the disheveled man said as he pulled away from the attendants. “I’m not mad! I don’t belong here!” Dr. Endicott went over to the orderlies...
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