The woman’s corpse was fresh. Lush, foamy waves lapped at it with salty fingers, wedging her body into the sand. The meaty cavern that used to house her stomach gave the illusion her red bikini was a one-piece.
The man approached it cautiously, each step a soft, sinking imprint on the wet sand.
Then, her eyes opened and she lunged.
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Historia Corta✾Featured on Wattpad @WattThology profile✾ This is a collection of stories written in only sixty words about random things...mostly horrifying, disturbing things. Cover by @Annany
