a cure for the common block


Flit sat on the toilet, listened closely and waited in darkness… impatiently. The
guests trickled into the living room, then hushed when the call came that the
guest of honor was close. When they turned off the lights, Flit slipped into the
room silently and got ready. The front door opened, lights came on, everyone
screamed “Surprise!” and then everyone turned to see a looming figure holding a
machete and wearing a mask of a skinless face.

#ShortShortStories #TheArrival


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