No two ways about it. He did not care for me. Did not think about the condition he kept me in. He did not spare any thought about how the roads he was forcing me on, were damaging me. He was blind to my pain and deaf to my pleas. Luckily, master was also dumb.
He left the satanic book lying around. I made sure to read it. Then one day, we were traveling together, I decided to make use of what I had learnt from the book. A hell-spawn appeared in front of us, dragged my master away, and made quick work of him. The flames emerging from his stomach took his soul straight to hell.
He should have never underestimated his glorious steed…
Ever since I was a kid, I wanted to receive Christmas gifts from you. I wanted you to deliver gift-wrapped toys to me. I would look at all the other kids rejoice as they opened the wrapping and found that they had received the toys they wanted. However, I never got such gifts. I never got any Christmas toys from you, Santa.
Now, after so many years, I must admit, it does feel good to get such cute toys for Christmas. It makes me feel amazing. All warm and fuzzy. How does it make you feel, Santa?
How does it feel being turned into a toy? You and your favorite reindeer. How does it feel being my Christmas toys?
I woke up with a severe hangover. I made my way to the bathroom lazily. I glanced at the mirror wondering if I looked as terrible as I felt. I stood staring in horror at the grotesque skull grinning at me…
The sight of the skull made me freeze in my tracks. I stopped grinning at the mirror, and the skull stopped grinning back. I quickly touched my palms on my face, only to make contact with bones. I looked around in panic, and spotted her, leaning back on the wall of my washroom. She smiled at me in a sultry manner.
“You don’t remember my name do you?”
I tried to calm myself down and reply, but it was not working.
“That’s fine. At least you remember the great time we had in bed, don’t you? That’s all I was supposed to be no? Like all those other girls you meet?”
I tried to think back to yesterday. I could only remember meeting her at the club and having drinks with her. After that my memory went blank.
“Poor darling. You probably remember nothing after that bit of chemical in your drink worked its magic.”
I composed myself and got ready to grab her.
She tsked and winked at me.
“You did commit a sin, you know…The sin of lust. You had to be..”
I charged at her, but she vanished in an instant, leaving only her voice behind in the air,
Word Count: 245
FTS Project Prompt by Sitharaam JayakumarManic Monday’s 3 Way Prompt: SultryWord of the Day Challenge “Freeze”FOWC with Fandango “Chemical”
This is the third flash fiction story in the Finish The Story Project (FTS Project)
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