Stories tagged “mob”
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Another One Bites The Dust
Steve walked warily down the street. He knew he was a fool for being in this part of town alone. He pulled the brim of his hat down low. He thought of the conversation with Ana earlier. “This is too dangerous. We can’t see each other anymore.” he...
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Challenger Approaches
The group was hardly more than a rag-tag mob of children, the oldest of them being fifteen, and the youngest twelve, all of them more assured than they had any right to be. There they stood simply holding branches sharpened with rocks, eager to meet th...
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elpoep taf
“Fat people are hard to kidnap. It’s much easier to shoot the bastards.” Those were his last words. My father had been a great man, he taught me everything about the business, which I had since inherited. I would hear those words once...
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Jimmy Jabber's Last Ride
The streetlights overhead played havoc with the shadows as I drove the body of Jimmy Jabbers across the Brooklyn Bridge. His body sat like a sack of potatoes in the passenger seat, legs and arms limp as could be, what’s left of his head turned aw...
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The Confrontation
Standing before this abomination that could have been spawned only from the deepest areas of fear from a common mind, the mob of children quickly dwindled to a handful, and those that stayed seemed frozen in step. The machine, as if a force of nature, ...
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Against The Flow
I risked a peek, pulling back the heavy, velvet curtain. A lance of moonlight struck the flagstone floor. My glance told me everything. They were out there, the burning torches, the clashing, scraping sound of metal on metal as pitchforks and scythes w...