The Sin Eater
#100StoryChallenge — No12
The priest thought he could bless the evil out of her.
He stood before her and chanted a prayer, the smell of incense heavy in the air. Her head pounded from the noise.
Shall we play a little? the voice inside her head whispered like the aftershock of a nightmare.
Her body trembled as she shook her head — no, no, no — but it was too late.
Her mouth began to twist into a feral smile.
“Delicious,” said a voice that was not her own. “That sin of yours will be tasty indeed.”
The man didn’t even have time to scream.
This is a part of my endeavor to go back to writing tighter fiction with more stringent word counts. It’s just one attempt at the 100 Story Challenge because I thought it would be a good exercise to do to keep my imagination sharp. We’ll see how it goes.
For longer fiction, you may enjoy my stories linked below:
