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Weekly Contest #159
By the way the man tapped on the door, you’d suspect he was a bit apprehensive. He stood tall and lanky; with tanned face that proved he spent more time knocking on doors than inside of them. He was taking a fresh new approach to the buyers market. Mr. Case only gave a few moments before he began descending down the stairs; and onward with his solicitations. The woman peered through the peephole and opened the door to see his back turned away from her. She smiled to herself; as she often did. Before he made his turn for escape, she added ...
“We’re running out of time”, said Deadman. With disgust, he looked upwards. “Ah! This is YOUR doing, now isn’t it? Haven’t you any other toys to play with? Or am no more to you than a subservient; a slave to work between you to your experiment? All the while, the one they call “He” searches aimlessly for playmates?! I swear.. with the hate bestowed upon my dead rotting flesh, I...Eh... (cough, cough)!” Before Deadman could really lay into the Big man upstairs, his shadow cut him off. “Easy there, Deadman! What good do you think will...
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