Hungry Hannah

Jan 16th, 2020 by thegooddoctor in 100 Words

“HUNGRY HANNAH EATS REAL FOOD!” I thought all robotic dolls were creepy, but my twin daughters loved that commercial.

And they loved Hannah.

At least until tonight. Tonight I find the babysitter’s back gnawed down to her spine. Karen lays legless, dead mid-scream, a broken doll herself. Samantha’s face is chewed to tattered strips of scarlet skin — wet ribbons staining hectic red hieroglyphs across the carpet. Her eyes and scalp are gone.

I find Hannah looking up at me. Her painted eyes are flat black coins. Her plastic teeth, still moving, are soaked in violent crimson.

“Feed me,” she bleats.

From Guest Contributor Eric Robert Nolan

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