Saturday Centus

This week we’re supposed to use tactile descriptors, basing our entry on this photo:

OK then:

The place looks innocent enough in the gold light of sunset. Nobody’s lived here in years, and of course the current inhabitant doesn’t live at all. There is rot in the air: rotting wood, rotting fabric…something else. Rotting. I know the smell of blood anywhere.

The steps creeeeeak, but I’m safe. He can’t rise until after dusk. The door bangs behind me as I enter. I retch on the death-filled air, but keep going.

The coffin’s lid makes the loudest creeeeeeak of all. I place the tip of the stake, raise my mallet…and his eyes snap open….

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12 Responses to Saturday Centus

  1. says:

    Chilling. Nicely executed. (Pun intended.)
    PS My word verification is diesh.

  2. Judie says:

    Vlad, the Impaler, rises again! Great take on the promopt.

  3. Viki says:

    I would hate if that happened if I was there, ha. Nice Centus just in time for Halloween.

  4. Ames says:

    Creepy!!! I hope he was quick with that stake impaling!~Ames

  5. Susan Anderson says:

    Yikes! This one's got my heart beating a little bit faster…


  6. Alison says:

    Ooh, creepy! I want to know what happens next! I love me some vampire stories, lol. Great post!

  7. anitamombanita says:

    perfect for Halloween just around the corner! Nice.

  8. Bookie says:

    Wild one this week from the prompt…you are in a Halloween mood, I can tell!

  9. Kathy Felsted Usher says:

    Hurry! I hope there's no eclipse!

  10. Dazee Dreamer says:

    freak. that was scary. hurry, kill him now.

  11. 21 Wits says:

    Oh no! Does he get it or…..does he reach out from his swallow existence and….

  12. Jenny says:


    Super visual!

    Super scary!

    Heading to the store to buy enough garlic to make a wreath!

    <<<< shiver >>>>

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