“With the #internet down, we can make a real #connection on your lunch #break. You’re always playing that morbid video game.”
“Ugh! This tea tastes like #flowers.”
After Lisa moved Steve’s body and fixed her router #hack, she happily killed zombies. “My turn at last.”
“They’re so hopeful,” she said, “like #irises in the #snow.” He rolled his eyes. “Irises don’t grow in snow. Snowdrops do. Hence the name.” His #highfalutin ways were grating on her nerves. Little things do #escalate, she thought. She’d bury him under the irises.
“Oh, this #fudge is #divine. Chocolate is the #chief flavor, of course, but what’s that #earthy undertone? Coffee? Some kind of liqueur?” “Chef’s secret,” she said, smiling, eyes darting to the bottle of poison. “Another piece?” #vss365 #vss365 #bravewrite
You expect the inhabitants of a #cemetery to be well below ground level, safely locked in pine boxes, but Ruby trips over a #headless one on her shortcut home. Why would someone #dismember the #candy shop owner? #vssmurder #ficchills #flexvss
“I’m in a bit of a #bind. Could you #pretend to #chat with me?” Hal was dazzled by her beauty and let her lead him away from the crowd, into a dark corner. He didn’t suspect anything was amiss until he heard her low #growl. #vssmurder #366FF #vss365 #flexvss
“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
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
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