A Witch's Fury
“I ate once and it sat badly in my stomach. So, when I finally arrived at the small town of Wellsboro, I was primed to do some soul cleansing damage. Typically, I went to the source of the complaint first, asked a few questions and gathered some intel, but not today. Today caution could get lost.
Today, in the setting sun, I marched up to the dilapidated barn and threw open the rusted red door, sword in my hand.
“Come out and play, bitches,” I taunted.
Several shadows moved rapidly over the raft...ers and I smiled. There was more than one.
… I popped the trunk open and took out the baby wipes and a garbage bag. Those fuckers bled on everything.
Stripping out of my now soiled black shirt, I used the wipes to clean my skin as best I could, along with the leather that wouldn’t absorb the vile remnants of a vampire nest gone mad.
I heard the steps approaching me before he cleared this throat. I made no attempt to hurry my process. If he was here to try and kill me, I’d be pissed it was after I had cleaned up.MoreLess
Today, in the setting sun, I marched up to the dilapidated barn and threw open the rusted red door, sword in my hand.
“Come out and play, bitches,” I taunted.
Several shadows moved rapidly over the raft...ers and I smiled. There was more than one.
… I popped the trunk open and took out the baby wipes and a garbage bag. Those fuckers bled on everything.
Stripping out of my now soiled black shirt, I used the wipes to clean my skin as best I could, along with the leather that wouldn’t absorb the vile remnants of a vampire nest gone mad.
I heard the steps approaching me before he cleared this throat. I made no attempt to hurry my process. If he was here to try and kill me, I’d be pissed it was after I had cleaned up.MoreLess
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