3:33 am: The Biters Are Coming - #fiftywords
Bill leered through the window praying for springs first sunrise.
Loading his .38 Special with his last silver bullets.
He’d be lucky if they shot him like a dog before starting.
Everyone knows that luck is bullshit.
Their motorcycles began circling the cabin.
"Just a few more hours" he grumbled.
Thanks for your submission to the 50-word challenge! I would love some backstory on this one. I've read it a couple of times but it's not quite coming into focus for me.
This one comes with a story! great, you should do it in all of them. You write pretty well.
I've got plans to do just that! building up to it - working on posting schedules and timelines - I've got two 3500 (roughly) word stories ready to go - just trying to workout taking the pictures. would you mind if i tagged you in the comments of it when i eventually post?
So sorry! just reading you today! of course, no problem, Count me in!.. Great