Here’s a preview of a new horror story I’m working on called “Angels.” Please be wary if you don’t like cannibalism.
Prologue.
The first time Mary saw an “angel” was when she was about 7 years old. She was walking about the forest outside of the cult compound.
Prologue.
The first time Mary saw an “angel” was when she was about 7 years old. She was walking about the forest outside of the cult compound.
When she heard a rustling from the bushes. Not thinking much of it, she continued to meander about. That was until she finally peeked behind the bush out of pure and utter curiosity. Yet, unfortunately, that curiosity came with a price.
Because, behind that bush was a humanoid figure, broad white wings spread out in the morning glory, shining with a mix of sunlight and blood staining them. Mary trembled in fear, watching the “Angel” gorge itself on something. Mary couldn’t tell what it was. Just that there was a putrid smell.
It will be posted on my quotev and wattpad.
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