Six Sentence Sunday time...

And, just for something different, here’s an oldie but a goodie…


I scanned the immediate area, then what walls were visible beyond it, seeing nothing out of place. Yet I couldn’t escape the sensation we were about to walk into danger.

I stopped.

It was then I smelled him.

A vampire, stepping up behind me.

I spun and lashed out with a stiffened hand. He caught it hard and fast, amusement flashing across his thin lips. Or maybe that was contempt. Hard to tell sometimes with suckers.


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