Tuesday, October 21, 2014

Single-Shot Short-Story, #1

Today, on my walk to work, on the usual route I take, I checked out a wall that repeatedly gets tagged with Sharpie graffiti, repainted a day or two later, then tagged again a few days later, in an unending cycle. But today I saw only a simple little message.
Upon closer inspection, I found it was written in blood.

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