Day 22: Sulphur

Day 22: Sulphur

Her first thought was the drive-in, the smell of sulphur taking her back to canteen at the Mustang, but that was twenty years ago, and this demon wasn’t on screen.

She had gone down hard running from it, knocked out, and she hoped that the others had gotten away. She couldn’t win, couldn’t outrun it, but she could slow it down, maybe enough that Claudia would live. 

She pulled the holy water squirt gun from her pocket and stood up.

She had work to do.

Would be asleep right now, but there are Fictional Characters to imagine in emotional situations. You know how it is.

Day 26: Rain

She dropped to her knees in thanks for the prayer that was soon to be answered. She could smell the rain on the air, not yet there, but so close that she could almost taste it. The crops would get water, they wouldn’t starve, not this year.

The undead hordes could still break through their defences and kill them all, but it wouldn’t be because they were too weak from hunger to fight the legions off. Finally, after weeks of waiting, it was going to rain, and she hoped those dead bastards all drowned in it.

Day 24: Smoke

She could smell the smoke soon after they lit the fire, it’s acrid scent overwhelming in the small space. She held her breath at first, then tried to breath normally thought the wet cloth, but eventually her lungs did their job and she started to cough.

It was only a second before she stopped herself, but it was too late, she had given her position away. She pulled the cloth from her face at once. Better the smoke inhalation take her before they did, it would be a far kinder death.

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