50 Word Story – Wanting Variations

He feels something tear into his stomach, the pain unbearable. He tries to scream, but a strong hand grips his mouth, forcing it closed. He feels a warm breath against the side of his face, and a slow hiss builds next to his left ear.

”Hello Kliver, I missed you.”

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