The Intruder
It was a cold winter night, with the deserted streets
lit by the uncanny full moon. It was scary yet beautiful in it’s own way but
ever since the spread of the virus things had changed tremendously and no one
was ever going to live like before.
Martha returned late from work, thus risking her
safety. She got back from shower and realized that she had accidentally left the
window open. As she saw her reflection in the mirror, to her horror she found
blood oozing out from two tiny spots on her neck. “Help!” her parrot squawked
and flapped.
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