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Weekly Contest #377
It was autumn in Corpus. The harvest term was largely done up, and Count Carrion was sitting in Carrion Hall. Shadows lengthening by twilight in the October chill. The whistle of wind could be heard throughout the streets of Corpus. So much so that the baker, the barber, the busser, even the butcher could be heard shivering their teeth as it swung through the small bucolic village. Foot travelers were unrecognizable as they trundled and scrunched their coats up to their ears to escape the whips of wind. The locomotive drivers scarcely diffe...
Weekly Contest #376
** Content Warning: Story contains physical violence and gore. Story contains strong language.** After I killed him, I threw the body in a lake, threw up blood in the bathroom of a 7-Eleven, and walked home before the sun came up. I didn’t sleep that night. I kept waiting for the sound of sirens. I kept telling myself, “Get the fuck out of town.” Now my eyes have red tendrils seeping into my pupils. I’m sweating through my shirt and probably my sheets, only I’m too uncomfortable to look. “This is crap,” I say from my bed. The door is open, ...
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