The #object of her surveillance began to sing, a #joik, a rather #romantic #old folk song, really. She sat down to listen. She could #behead him after he was done. #Assassination was stressful and she could use a break. #flexvss #vss365 #bravewrite #whistpr #366FF #vssmurder
Category Archives: halloween
A New Accessory
She #cackled and watched the #jet black potion swirl in the #round cauldron. She’d concocted the perfect #torture for her foe. Miles away, Eric tugged at the pink ribbon around his #neck, but it was stuck fast. That witch thought this would #debase him? He gasped as it tightened. #366FF #flexvss #vss365 #vssmurder #whistpr #bravewrite
Into The Woods…With Steve
The angry #mob was running late #because of the #debate over torch to pitchfork ratio. That finally settled, they headed to the woods to #collect the witch’s head and break the #curse, led by Steve. “Did someone remember the magic #sword? Ugh, I have to do everything myself.” #whistpr #vss365 #bravewrite #flexvss #366FF #vssmurder
Rules Are Rules
How To Spell
“Is your hand up, Hannah?” “Yes, miss, can you tell me whether ‘garrote’ has two Rs or two Ts? I can never remember.” “It’s two Rs, dear.” “Thank you, miss.” “You are working on the ‘What I Want To Be When I Grow Up’ essay, aren’t you, Hannah?” “Yes, miss.” #vssmurder
Haunted House
The #atmosphere was impressive, she’d give him that. An #abandoned warehouse had transformed utterly into a #haunted #mansion for Halloween. The cobwebs, the shadows, the spirits bent on #vengeance–oh, dear. Those weren’t fake. #bravewrite #366FF #ficchills #vssmurder
Going Out With A Bang
Where did it all go wrong, he wondered, hearing the door #knob rattle. He’d #juggled the books so well. He wouldn’t let #bankruptcy ruin his good name. No, he’d ruin it his way, with a great burst of #mayhem. He lifted the gun as the door gave way. #whistpr #bravewrite #vssmurder
Who’s Haunting Whom?
The graveyard was #lifeless on every day but Halloween, when the spirits emerged from their dark tombs and forgotten graves. This year, they had an audience who refused to be frightened away. They felt haunted by the little girl watching. #ficchills #vssmurder
A Surprising Confession
“I’m here to confess to that murder on the news.” Sergeant Holt took in the white hair, the bent #back, the #cane. “Ma’am, can I help you get home?” “You don’t think I could #impale a fellow? That’s just #ableism. Why do you think I knit?” #vss365 #flexvss #whistpr #bravewrite
A Nice Cup of Tea
Victoria watched the two old ladies in the corner of the shop sipping tea. It was a pity she couldn’t hear their conversation. “Oh, I like a nice #gruesome #bludgeoning!” one said. The other made a face. “Too messy. I always prefer a quick #impalement.” #366FF #vssmurder