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Submitted by Margarita Blimm
"So, who’s going to die today?"
Write a story that begins with this question.
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“So, who’s going to die today?”
Anyone can ask this question. A curious child. A saddend nurse. A man with a gun. The fates of the world. But no one can know a sure answer. Maybe the child dies. Maybe a patient. Maybe your best friend. Maybe the fates themselves. But we all time. A small amonte of time in the millions of years of our universe. This time can be cut short or prolonged, but it will a...
TW: mentions of blood
Come one, come all,
Welcome!
to the closet place on Earth like **Hell! **
Every step you take,
every **whisper** in the halls
are recorded on s c r o l l s we pile up to the ceiling.
I will be your tour guide today, please keep all belongings on you at all times.
You never know when they’ll get **stolen. **
But of course, you can’t control when _they _do.
Don’t y...
“So, who’s going to die today?” yelled the boss as if we deserved to be reprimanded. He was cowered behind the rock having already felt the unexpected sting of being shot in the leg with a paintball and was really “pissed-off.”
I’m still a new employee and this was meant to be a fun Saturday company event. Last Friday afternoon, the boss himself insisted we all show up the following morning in S...
Gods It’s stifling in here; you wonder why you didn’t choose a cooler climate. Droplets of sweat drip along your brow and run down the side of your face. Mentally, you start to remind yourself that this is only...
“So, who’s going to die today?” He says this as he saunters down the line-up in his industrial hydraulic exoskeleton suit. The squad lead, eyeing his new batch of recruits with the typi...
“So, who’s going to die today?” I asked my brother, who was in the kitchen making coffee.
“I don’t know, the news hasn’t been released to the public yet.” He said.
Every month a citizen in our town is killed. The government says it’s for population control but some people think otherwise. Most of my friends have been victims of this “population control” so I only live with my brother in a small ...
“So, who’s going to die today?” asked Death, leaning back into his vintage Eames chair. The room was cool and bright, light from the bright summery day was beaming into the office from over the skyscrapers. He (if you could call him that) was dressed in a light gray suit, sporting a black tie and shoes. His feet took their time ascending the desk and found their place on the corner, propped one at...
"So, who’s going to die today? Unless you give me the money now, both of you are dead."
Julie's bored facial expression didn't change as she picked at her nails with a pointed nail filer, her dark eyes concentrated on a sliver of dirt under her ring finger nail bed. She didn't bother to look up at the masked stranger pointing a gun at her, just a few inches away from her head. Years of condition...
"So, who's going to die today?"
I have asked myself this question every morning since The Day It Happened. Every morning I wake before everyone else, if not to get started on the daily work ahead of me, then due to the nightmares. Every night I see the faces of those I couldn't save. Every night I hear those horrible sounds and feel those gruesome figures at my side. And every morning I wake and ...
“So, who’s going to die today?”
Pausing at the all to familiar question, the personification of Death glanced up from its laptop to meet its younger brothers gays. Or rather, it’s younger sister it seemed. Evidently, War had gotten tired of the musclebound Loughead appearance she had been thundering around in not two minutes ago. Choosing instead to manifest as an Amazonian Warrior of alt. An Ama...
So who’s going to die today?
I am cursed, I think. Being a nurse is supposed to be fun somehow, helping others, saving lives! But for some odd reason, each day at least one of the patients I handle dies.
Take Billy for example, a healthy 25 year old guy who entered the hospital for just a sprain, comes home in a casket after having a heart attack out of nowhere. He is such a good talker, probabl...
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