Welcome to the first 50 Word Horror story written by me. I plan to release them once in a while, just to get some creative juice flowing. Enjoy!


Drip.

The liquid trickles loudly in the silence of the room.

Drip.

The once pristine porcelain smeared in blood.

Drip.

A maroon puddle on the tile floor.

Drip.

My murderer smiling back at me, as he walks out of the room.  

Thud.

The door loudly closes. Leaving me to die.

 

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