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Paranoid (75)


Howling could be heard in the underground shelter; the damage would be great if they left. The air was growing thin; dizziness was overwhelming her. The sounds were getting closer, death was imminent. They had told her she was paranoid. How wrong they had been.


What is making the howling sound? Who is in the shelter with her? Who told her she was paranoid? Is she paranoid or is the threat real?

The word is paranoid, the limit was 75 words. This post comes in at a mere 45 words; clicking the link will take you to M3 and the rules.

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Red said…
Tornado. Definitely, I see a tornado. She is going to be the only survivor and going to stand over the rubble shaking her fist screaming, "I told you so!!!"

Bwahahaha.
January 13, 2013 at 10:52 AM
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