A brilliant variation on one of my short beginning, I loved how the story was taken in a different direction, and felt it was well worth sharing with you all!
“I crawled from the pit, my body broken, bloody, and all I could think of is what I’d do to you once I found you,” he says, through bloody, clenched teeth.
“I bet you didn’t think this was how it was going to go?” she says as she grabs the handle of the blade that sticks from his chest, and twists it.
If she expects him to die a quick painful death, she is wrong. So very wrong.
Instead he latches on to her legs, and before she can even comprehend what is happening, the ugly, obnoxious, ostentatious, serpentine chain that he constantly wears around his neck comes alive, and the reptile crawls up her body, hissing, leaving a trail of grey slime along her jeans and shirt, until it quickly wraps itself around her neck. “What the hell is…” Her words get cut off by the rapid tightening…
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