Category: 100 Days, 100 stories
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Sixteen
CONTENT WARNING: This story contains depictions of sexual assault and graphic violence. — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — Lorelei’s footsteps echoed around the rows of half-empty shelves. Insects buzzed around the long-since rotten meats of the butcher’s section of the…
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Fifteen
“But he confessed! The hell do you mean we have to let him go?” Charles yelled, almost striking the window to the interrogation room when he threw his arm out to point at the man inside. “He stole fifteen million dollars! And you’re just going to release him?” “Yes, we are.” His partner, a much…
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Fourteen
The smell of cooked meat flooded my nostrils and I gagged violently, coughing and spluttering all over the ground. It took me a while to settle, and I just sat there, staring at the leg of charred meat in my hand. “Good. You didn’t throw up.” Reece sat opposite me, eating a leg of his…
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Thirteen
Sadie’s alarm blared from her bedside table, an incessant buzzing that nobody could possibly sleep through. Groaning and keeping her eyes shut, she slammed her hand on top of the clock, silencing it. She turned over in her bed to face the ceiling, wrapping the covers tightly around herself. Footsteps sounded from down the hallway,…
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Twelve
I take a sip of my coffee, my eyes scanning the front page of the newspaper without reading a word of it. Something about terrorist attacks, I think. Same old fearmongering, different day. Nothing’s changed in twenty years – even on a day of celebration like Christmas, the front page is always full of fear. …
A Forsworn Fantasy 