Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors!
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In case you missed it last week, I decided to start releasing my second horror novel, Blood Angel Rising, 8 sentences at a time through Weekend Writing Warriors. Check out Part 1 to get the opening lines if you haven’t already. This week, we learn more about the plight of Monica King…
Stubborn vestiges of ancient yellow paint clung to the walls, and an old wooden chair sat lonely and forgotten in the corner of the adjacent room. The corpse’s feet jutted out from around the corner to her right, resting in a sticky pool of blood.
Monica’s head was killing her. Her back was propped against the kitchen doorway at a painful angle while she kept her shoulders locked and her SIG trained on the door at the end of the burned and gore-stained hall. Her blood-spattered shirt was bathed with sweat and her eyes stung with fatigue, but there was no way she was taking her gun off the door, not yet.
She watched, and waited, because as much as she wanted to believe the thing on the other side of the door was gone she expected it to rip through the wood and come after her again at any second.
Real pretty shit you got yourself into here, Hon. Nice job.
Check in next week for Part 3. Thanks for dropping by, and have a great weekend!