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Help In A Dark Place
#WritcoStoryPrompt9
The cry was faint, but I heard it loud and clear as I walked past the dark bushes.
My steps faltered.
It was late, and I wasn’t sure if it was a smart thing to stop and inspect the source.
A whimper, a hard sniff.
But against my better judgement, or just because I have a conscience, I treaded gently towards the source of the disturbing sounds.
Getting close to the dark bushes, I waded into the darkness, parting the tall, prickly plants, and crushing some unknown things on the hard floor, but I would rather not know what they were.
My heart pounded hard within my chest, but still I moved...
The cry was faint, but I heard it loud and clear as I walked past the dark bushes.
My steps faltered.
It was late, and I wasn’t sure if it was a smart thing to stop and inspect the source.
A whimper, a hard sniff.
But against my better judgement, or just because I have a conscience, I treaded gently towards the source of the disturbing sounds.
Getting close to the dark bushes, I waded into the darkness, parting the tall, prickly plants, and crushing some unknown things on the hard floor, but I would rather not know what they were.
My heart pounded hard within my chest, but still I moved...
