It’s a bitter winter night and he has to stay outside to guard his family. It’s been like this since a month, when the rumors began that the undead are among the living.
At first he thought it was a joke, but then the people began to disappear in cities. Rumors said that they took them all into the woods, where the undead lived.
He lays down the red cloth in front of the gate, puts some garlic on it and then checks his gun and silver bullets. He’s ready, now he just wishes for the night to end.
I’ve submitted this story over at Carrot Ranch it’s my first submission over there. The prompt is to write a 99 word story about “The wish I made”.
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