Man, what a night! The food was
awesome, the beer was …. was lots. Damn, that pub had a great
little fireplace, too. It was so warm and comfortable. The waitress,
oh, the waitress, she was hot, wow!
Yeah, it was all fun last night, but,
damn, this headache was splitting his head. He was convinced that
someone had slipped him something in his drink. “Damn, get yourself
together,” John grumbled to himself. He shivered, and rolled over.
Chains clanked and stopped him. Chains? “What the hell?” He sat
up. There was something on the floor, dark and sticky. Blood.
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