help
#WritcoStoryPrompt15
The waitress' eyes grew wide at the crumpled paper the woman had handed with the money.
"Help," it read.
When she looked up, the woman was gone....
as if she had vanished into thin air. The diner's fluorescent lights flickered ominously, casting eerie shadows across the linoleum floor.
Shivers ran down the waitress's spine as she carefully unfolded the paper. It was a napkin, greasy and stained with lipstick. The handwritten plea for help seemed to pulse with desperation.
"What the hell?" she muttered under her breath, glancing around the empty diner. It was well past closing time, and she was the only one left. She crumpled the napkin in her hand, her heart pounding in her chest.
As she locked up the...
The waitress' eyes grew wide at the crumpled paper the woman had handed with the money.
"Help," it read.
When she looked up, the woman was gone....
as if she had vanished into thin air. The diner's fluorescent lights flickered ominously, casting eerie shadows across the linoleum floor.
Shivers ran down the waitress's spine as she carefully unfolded the paper. It was a napkin, greasy and stained with lipstick. The handwritten plea for help seemed to pulse with desperation.
"What the hell?" she muttered under her breath, glancing around the empty diner. It was well past closing time, and she was the only one left. She crumpled the napkin in her hand, her heart pounding in her chest.
As she locked up the...