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Welcome to Part 9 of Blood Angel Rising, presented to you 8 sentences at a time through Weekend Writing Warriors. Check out the first eight installments here.
The cop nodded back towards the human remains in the dining room. “Friends of yours?”
“I don’t have friends,” Monica said, “but if you’re wondering if I killed them, the answer is ‘No’.”
Something stirred at the end of the hall. She heard an ominous creaking sound, like a ghostly ship at sea. Monica felt that presence coming — the distortion in the air, the sudden onrush of rancid and icy breath. The walls shuddered, the lights flickered, and the entire house seemed to close in on her.
The cop’s eyes caught on something behind Monica, and he raised his pistol and fired.
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