015Rise of the dammed
posted by admin on June 13th, 2007
THere’s a scratching noise at my door - but I’ve already barricaded it. Look, if this gets out, and you’re all reading this, you have to know that something is horribly wrong. I don’t know if there’s anyone around that could blame it on anything, but….
(you can read more of this short story at shortstories.kaiberie.com
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Two nights ago, silent as rain, they came. Had anyone actually been paying attention - had more of us actually said something….I can’t place blame any more. We’re all dammed.
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