You stand in a dim lighted room alone. Soon you hear a squeaking sound. You look down to see a rather large rat. It is not long after that, that you hear even more squeaking coming from the darkness.
As you step back, the squeaking gets louder as the rats get closer. Soon the rats are upon you, gnawing and tearing at you. You scream in agony as the rats strip your flesh to bones.
YOU ARE READING
A Book Of Short Stories & Poems
AcakThis is a book of short stories and a few poems that I have written over the years. You will find more short stories here than you will poems, as I have never been much of a poet. You'll also find that many of the short stories take place in a fan...
