Economic Broodmother

Economic Broodmother

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WpMetadataReadMatureComplete Wed, Jun 11, 20256m
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Horror
"The man next to me is screaming, they'll take his jaw for that." A woman hangs suspended in wire and gore, a grin on her face. Is this the culmination of corporate greed or simply the start of something new and vile.
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I held my hand above my eyes, trying to survey in the back of the wild audience. Everyone was watching me. Everyone. Thousands of eyes laid on me with their mouths opening and screaming at me. "Eric! Hey Eric over here!" I tuned them out as I tried harder to look for him. I wanted to see it. I wanted to see his eyes filled with hatred. But I look back to see him with his arms crossed. The "new " Warden is what they call him. I can't believe that hell- hole of a town still exists. I look at him with disgust only to find him pull a smirk on the side of his face. I laid my hand down and look at the hundreds of people waving their hands to get my attention. "Eric! Sir please one question!" A lady screamed above everyone else in front of me. I look down to see the woman waving her arm wildly. "Sir what really happened to her? Was she left there? Why did you let this happen?" I raise my hand to her, telling her to stop. She looked at me with wide pleading eyes. I could feel a chill crawl up my with the sudden impact of nightmares. Julie. I took a deep breath, fighting the tears. "She wanted it to happen." A sequel to Let Me In.

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