The Games They Play
Foreword Hello! Here's another short story for you to chew over while I make preparations to release my first novel. In the spirit of Halloween, the following is a horror story that has some great violence and descriptions of gore. If any of that happens to be triggering for you, or simply not your thing, you won't break my heart too much by skipping over this one. This particular story is another one I've been mauling over for a bit of time now. The main story, that I'll get around to writing eventually, is heavily inspired by Stephen King and, more specifically, "Under the Dome". That should give you an idea of what you are in for; allow me to present: The Games They Play A young boy and a teenage girl stood still on the black top of the grocery store's parking lot. The boy had his hand tightly wrapped around the girl's, squeezing it for comfort. The girl stood confidently, almost slightly annoyed by the little one's apprehension. "It...