Blood
“Yes, I drink human blood, but only for ritual purposes.”
“The creepy man in the haunted house said that?” Timmy asked.
“That’s what he said, really,” Jonathan replied. “Robert said so. And he’s in high school, so you know it must be true.”
“Well, I’m not trick-or-treating there Friday. You can go alone if you want.”
“Timmy, don’t you see how cool it would be? You should come with us.”
“Sounds scary, not cool.”
As Timmy ran off, Robert spoke to Jonathan. “Talk him into coming, where else are we going to get blood for the creepy guy to drink?”
From Guest Contributor N.T. Franklin
NT Franklin has been published in Page and Spine, Fiction on the Web, 101 Words, Friday Flash Fiction, CafeLit, Madswirl, Postcard Shorts, 404 Words, Scarlet Leaf Review, Freedom Fiction, Burrst, Entropy, Alsina Publishing, Fifty-word stories, Dime Show Review, among others.
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