Her pale arm reaches shakily to switch off the tap, and the metal feels cold against my fingers. Everything feels cold all of a sudden. Then hot again, my heart pumping fresh red roaring rage quickly around my entire body. Adrenaline chases it, tackling it down and rolling around with it in the grass. My hands still shake as I steady myself against the wall and start making my way along the corridor. The lights spark and flicker with monsters much bigger than I can control now. The shadows chase each other playfully over the hardwood floor under my feet, almost egging me on to get to the storage room faster. The door swings open in front of me, and the light buzzes on.
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Murder Machine - Short story (2200 words)
Mystery / ThrillerA young wife has had enough of her husband treating her like an obedient little machine he owns, so she takes her revenge. Meant to be read in one to two sittings, that's why the parts are so short!
