Tag: hunt
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SURVIVAL
I tried not to vomit as I peeled the fetid sock away from my foot. It came off in tattered patches, stuck to the putrid flesh underneath. The pain was excruciating. I had to look. It wasn’t my foot any longer. I didn’t recognise it. It was just a lump of red-purple meat. There were […]
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ROOFTOP
My favourite spot, sitting on the rooftop. I prefer it when I can hear the hustle and bustle of life below. The sirens are more ominous in the surrounding silence. Life is getting back to normal, people are moving around. Now my work will begin. His virus has spread through the city like a plague. […]
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U IS FOR UPPSALA, SWEDEN
A STORY OF UNDERUTILISATION IN UPPSALA, SWEDEN Sand could have taken a flight to Uppsala from Oslo and been there in under an hour, but these days he was in no rush. It had been a year since he had been put into semi-retirement. After the serial killer Dag Moen had disappeared into the Norwegian […]
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BUT THERE WAS A CRIMINAL
He felt broken. Battered. Alone. No one believed him. There was no body. But there was a criminal. Out there. A murderer. He was sure of it. Someone had to deliver justice. Him. Written as part of #MicroMondays, hosted by Varad over at Loose End Of The Thread. For more information and to join in […]
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A COUNTRY HUNT
Weak and broken, George stumbled on across the moor. The heavy mist that shrouded everything was a hindrance and a help – he couldn’t see where he was going, but neither could they find him. He held onto his stomach where the blood flowed from the bullet wound. The hounds were getting closer again and he […]