"Let it go and give me something else."
Katie shrugged. She wiped her eyeball free of grime and popped it back in its socket. I tossed her a pair of scissors; nodded at her feet. She blinked, not without difficulty.
"Big toe," I said.
She obliged.
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Wonderful stuff Lily. This is like a companion piece to your contest entry at the New Flesh. A couple more like this, and you'll have a nice little twisted, "toying with fleshy bits" collection!
ReplyDeleteEwww. . .twisted. I love it.
ReplyDeleteCreepy...with perfect dialogue and child's play.
ReplyDeleteCheers all; just a little thing bouncing around that needed releasing before I went to bed last night.
ReplyDelete"toying with fleshy bits" Chris - ooh I love that!
Nice and creepy, Lily.
ReplyDeleteIt's the man with the pink hair!! Don't believe his story that his daughter made him do it. Very becoming. :)
ReplyDeleteWhere've you been?
Stuck in my bathroom retiling it and replacing some crap plumbing done by some dodgy plumber. Just posted my entry for your prediction. ;-)
ReplyDeleteEwwww. I like it. :)
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