Subtext – 100 Word Halloween Microfiction Short Story

“You betrayed me first, what else was I to do?” he says as he tightens the rope around Darren’s arms and legs, then gets to his feet, brushing his hair from his eyes as he does.

“Why are you even bothering to tie them up? You’ve already taken their lives, what’s left to fear?”

He smiles, as he steps over the bodies towards her. “Art must first be subjected to a subtext, and that subtext must then be challenged. For without either of those two things, we have nothing, and as you know, nothing is everything when you want it.”

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