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Help Me

Posted on June 29, 2017 by helenvalentina

“These days no-one can just kill anyone anymore,” Jason said with distaste. “They have to make a show of it, something arty and pretentious.” He had a point. I looked at the sign scrawled in blood on the wall: “Help … Continue reading →

Posted in Horror Flash Fiction | Tagged children, darkness, death, despair, hope, horror flash fiction, message, predators, salvation, serial killer | 3 Comments

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