Thursday, 26 February 2015

100 Words: Untitled

The experiment changed him far more than he desired.  He had merely wanted to live forever but a few unexpected conditions had reared up, snapping and snarling.

An insatiable desire for blood sent him out to kill each night (now allergic to sunlight, he hid in pitch darkness by day).  Once a serial killer, he fled far from the labs he needed to fix himself.

Far he fled, away from people, eventually, to Australia, and a secret bunker under a cattle ranch where a cup of cow’s blood a day had to suffice until he could find the right cure.


Written for 100 Word Challenge #415 on Velvet Verbosity; the prompt was the word Cup.

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