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If you haven't read any of the stories yet, I highly recommend that you do. While each freewrite can stand on its own, there is a grander story arc developing. None of us know exactly where this is going, and that's what's frightening fun! The links to each (click the images) are located at the bottom of the page.
The scent of primrose on the evening breeze flirted with the kitchen curtains. @Fitinfun was slicing up jicama and idly listening to the occasional words that would drift in from the deck outside. Twice, her knife had paused, the words "tighter" and "distraction" steering her thoughts to a winter day, a red scarf, and the lock on the shed out back.
Her terrified screams fading into a wet gurgle. A horrific singed odor of charred flesh... That god-awful high pitched electrical hum before....
Footsteps pounding in the hallway jerked Fitinfun from her memory. Through the doorway, @Brisby and @F3nix rushed and skidded to a halt, flush-faced and panting. Held between them, a squirming mass of something was rolled in what looked to be the rug from the front door.
"The Captain?" Brisby questioned, voice thin and desperate.
Fitinfun's knife shakily pointed at the deck where @Deaconlee and @Omra-Sky were having their discussion. F3nix and Brisby rushed with the rug out to the deck and into the yard, both yelling "Shed!" behind them. Scrambling footsteps hit the deck as the two men rushed to follow.
Through the kitchen window, Fitinfun watched as the Captain took Brisby's place holding the rug. Omra-Sky unlocked the shed door as F3nix called to what was inside, "Hey Ugly! Surprise coming to you!"
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