|Because I'm obsessed with Otter Pops lately...
||[Jun. 27th, 2006|03:18 pm]
Scribite -- Write, you!
The darkness was pierced by a widening sliver of light and a wave of heat as the door swung open. Meaty hands gripped and tore him away from his comrades. |
A blade flashed, and in an instant, his head was severed, falling, bouncing on some slick surface.
She closed the door, reached down and picked up his head, tch-ing at the stain it left behind. She sucked out his brains and tossed the skin in the trash.
She began to suck out the rest of his guts, and gestured to the closed freezer.
"Want an otter pop?" she asked her friend.
(100 words ezactly. Go me!)