Bound

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Straight away she knew who he was and what he was.  The intensity in his stare could not be mistaken.  There was an instantaneous connection as his steel gray eyes pierced her own.  The hairs on the back of her neck responded to the sudden terror that she felt,  and the unexpected sound of her own heartbeat reminded her that one false move and she would likely be dead.  And so the standoff began, with her only defense now miles away.  If she had only realized the trouble she would soon encounter.  But there was no going back as death gripped its icy cold hands around her neck, threatening to steal her very last breath.  And total darkness was the last thing she remembered before the ear piercing screams began.

 


© 2018 Michelle Cook
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The Daily Post Prompt: Deplete

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18 thoughts on “Bound

    1. Glad you like it. I can’t seem to get my brain to write much poetry these days, so I decided to try my hand at flash fiction instead. I got your message and I sent you a response. Thanks for checking up on me. I know I haven’t been writing much lately, but hopefully my mind will start functioning again soon. 🙂

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