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Submitted to Contest #340
CW/TW: Violence/Gore, Human Trafficking, Sexual Violence, Torture, Cannibalism; Strong Language No one’s going to care when he’s dead. I know that because it’s been…days? No, weeks. It could be months at this point. In this whatever-number span of time, no one has come to check in on him. No phone calls. No annoying private messages online, either, according to his home computer. Nothing. I even started taking the gag off of his mouth when I made him scream. I’m aware it would blow my cover before my work is complete. But he’s just so goddam...
Submitted to Contest #329
CW: Physical violence, gore or abuse, body horror Logline: A nightshift hospital worker who can see ghosts ropes a newbie nurse and her spectral coworkers into exorcising a demon from a patient. Most healthcare workers hate the chaos that comes with shift change as staff change hands with the night crew. Sarah was one of those few techs that actually loved the insanity she stepped into when her white sneakers hit the unit floor. It was the only time the ghosts laid low. “Hey y’all.” She said in passing after tapping her badge onto the timec...
Submitted to Contest #327
“Yes, yes, good job, dear. Set it there.” The Witch pointed to the table beside her. She had an assortment of plants strewn across it with some dried ingredients that Wulven did not recognize. They had a fierce smell to them that made Wulven’s nose scrunch with wrinkles. It felt like acid in his nostrils, so he quickly dropped the ingredients from his jaws onto the table. He shook his head to get the odor out of his snout as he took to his witch’s side. He gazed inside her cauldron while standing on his back legs. It was not often that a wit...
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