Red Dead Rain – 100 Word Microfiction Short Story

Red Dead Rain

“I didn’t t-t-touch your kids.”

The smile widens on her face, and her eyes glisten brightly as she slowly glides around the room bathed in its neon glow. “A tool is only as good as the user who uses it, and you have been used poorly Duncan. NOW stop your games and face me without this pathetic shell! Face ME like someone proud of their heritage, and not hiding in a snivelling animal that is about to DIE!”

His face twists, and his teeth are bared in aggressive fashion. “I AM NO SNIVELLING ANIMAL WENCH, I WILL BE YOUR UNDOING!”

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