Three Line Tales, Week 97


 “You don’t believe that will be enough to hold him do you, remember it’s a full moon tonight and if what we think is true he won’t be able to control himself.” I said, after he told me that John was chained in the barn for his own safety.

“I’m sure we will have nothing to worry about from him tonight,” Adrian replied.

He turned to me with a strange look in his yellowing eyes and to my horror his lips curled back, saliva dripped down his chin and throwing his head back, gave a blood-curdling howl.


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