The grip tightened but not hurtfully so. She winced. More out of habit than pain. She remained as still as she could be. “Can …” she coughed lightly. “Can I help you?”
There was a pause.
Finally a sibilant voice responded, ” ….are you not afraid?”
“Oh I am. ….what makes you think that makes a difference?”
The nite lite was turned off again. Asshole, she thought and swung her leg over.
The gently held circle around her ankle surprised her though
Don’t scream it whispers.
2nd:
Expansion seed.
She froze. Experience said sudden or frightful movement was bad.
“…hello?” she whispered
3rd:
camera pullback
She is alone except for whatever is encircling her left ankle. She cannot see it yet, so neither can we. It does not feel like a human hand. There is a soft chuckle at her query.
4th:
An aside:
5th:
The grip tightened but not hurtfully so. She winced. More out of habit than pain. She remained as still as she could be. “Can …” she coughed lightly. “Can I help you?”
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this started this started as a back and forth on my Facebook for seed ideas for stories. But I kind of like where it’s going. Lemme know here if you would like to find out what is next.