50 Word Story – At Night The Things Crawl

Stuart pushes the door open, peering into the room, searching the room for the source of the noise, eventually spotting Mary, his daughter, standing in the darkness, and breathes a sigh of relief.

”Honey, what are you doing up?”

She turns quickly, brandishing a bloody knife.

”Kitty wouldn’t be quite!”

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