750. An ordinary Friday

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Cosima glanced up at the shelf where she kept her bottles of medicinal pills.

“That’s funny,” she thought. “They’re all empty. There were pills in those bottles yesterday.”

And then she heard it… a faint whimper; more of a pianissimo shriek. It came from behind the…

Oh my God! OH MY GOD! THERE! OH MY GOD!

And to think, the day had started out as an ordinary Friday.

14 thoughts on “750. An ordinary Friday

  1. noelleg44

    Mmm…a cat ate them? Her three year old? The possibilities are endless. And then maybe the eater turns into something that goes bump in the night, in keeping with the season!

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