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Christopher Wetzel

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Feb, 2025

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Gregory Dust

Christopher Wetzel

Submitted to Contest #326

“Scare me.” BOO! Was that sufficiently scary? Would you like me to create a scary image? “No, like tell me something scary.” A woman’s corpse was found outside West Plains, Missouri, with no wounds or other discernable signs of trauma. The corpse was transported to a local hospital for identification and autopsy. Upon examination, the coroner found no internal injuries, abnormalities, or indicators of disease. All of the coroner’s tests indicated a body in pristine condition. Additionally, despite weeks of effort on the part of the West Plai...

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That Time Martin Strunk Met His Own Creation

Christopher Wetzel

Submitted to Contest #302

I wake from a fitful sleep and try opening my eyes. I’m mostly blinded by a very large, very close light fixture dangling above my head. In the darkness beyond its harsh glare, I make out metallic walls. Like the light, they’re pushed in close. There’s a shelf of some kind to my right, I think, but its contents are formless blobs of shadow. There’s an acrid smell in the air. I’m uncomfortable. I’ve just noticed I’m laying down, and not in my bed. Why would I be? I’m clearly not in my bedroom. I’m on a cold, hard surface in the center of this...

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A Divine Puzzle

Christopher Wetzel

Submitted to Contest #288

His walking stick stabbed the snow, drilling for a semblance of purchase beneath the drifts. He pulled his collar tighter around his face as icy gusts slashed at his skin. Everyone knew she was up here. You could see it for miles – a strange circle of sunny green atop the clouded white of the winter mountain, like an oasis in a desert. Everyone knew and nobody did anything. For three years. And everyone froze. So, he was on the mountain, finally doing something. As he topped the next rise, panting through frozen sweat, he saw the garden. Thi...

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