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Submitted to Contest #97
It was just approaching night in the proper sense of the word when he heard the noise. A thump, like a bass hiccup from the back. This had happened a lot lately, the straps that held down the cargo were at least a decade old and the buckles kept coming loose. Spotting a lay by, he swerved left and came to a halt on the crunching tarmac. He opened the door and climbed out, fishing a packet of cigarettes off of the windscreen as he did so. The twilight air was cold, he would say crisp but the all pervading stench of petrol and exhaust prevente...
Submitted to Contest #96
The room is plain. No more, or less, than she expected. The walls and bed are a cream white, and the carpet a violent shade of burgundy, the colour that wine stains just blend into. She puts down the bag with the pistol in it beside the bed and rubs at what turns out to be a cigarette burn on the duvet with one thumb. The window swings outward on cobwebbed hinges and the warm night drifts in. A midsummer night's breeze. She slips off her shoes and pads over to the window, intending to close it, yet she can't find the parting in the curtain...
Submitted to Contest #95
It was dark when he awoke. Almost absolutely. On the wall opposite, he could see the broken backed shadows of the pine trees sway inverted in the wind. He rose slowly and lit a lamp, placing it down with a dull clink on his bedside table. By this cowering orange light he dressed and stood, his bare feet on the floorboards. Listening. It came again. Quieter this time, as though it knew it had his attention and didn't need to be as loud. He thought for a minute, thought about blowing out the lantern and getting back into bed, forgetting about ...
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