A Winner!
I’ve chosen the winner for the short story contest!
Here is the winning entry:
I was trapped by the fiend and I had to get moving again.
I tried pleading with him:
“Come on, just let me go. Please! I swear it’s in your best interest to let me go.”He was unmoved.
I tried defiance:
“You can’t keep me here forever, you know. Someone is going to come looking for me. They’re going to notice I’m not at work. My friends will rescue me, you’ll see!”He looked at me with that level gaze, imperturbable as ever.
I tried threatening:
“I’ll get out of this chair, I swear! And when I do, you’ll be sorry.”He knew I lied. It wasn’t chains that held me immobile.
He yawned, showing white fangs of unnerving sharpness, but in the odor that emerged, revealed a weakness — bad breath.
I pounced. “Phew! Don’t you ever brush? What have you been eating? Nevermind, I can tell.”
When he remained unruffled by my jibes, I sagged against the chair. He was immune to insults as well, the bastard.
Somewhere in the distance, I could hear the phone ringing. Someone wanted to talk to me. What did they want? I’d never know. Would I ever be permitted to move again?
As the last ring faded into silence, my captor got bored and rose. He jumped off my lap and stretched luxuriously, first the front half, then the back.
Looking back at me slyly, he twitched his whiskers and moved on.
I was free to get the laundry, or that snack I’d wanted half an hour ago.
I was free!
For now.
He’d be back.
And now that I have checked the logs, the winner is ANNE! Congratulations Anne!
Anne has won a copy of The Shape of Mercy by Susan Meissner. If I can get moving, I’ll try to get it in the mail today, otherwise you’ll have to wait until Saturday.
I have to say that I really liked not knowing who wrote what, and that I was wrong in my guesses as to who wrote what story. If you all would like to out yourselves, let me know. :)
ADDENDUM the First:
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