The Ladies of Horror
Picture-Prompt Writing Challenge!
by Kathleen McCluskey
Manny kept thinking about how his lawyer was a moron. He couldn’t believe that he was convicted of murder. Arson, yeah he would go down for that but murder? He had no idea that the family was home. He could feel his pants begin to bulge as he remembered watching the flames engulf the building. His erection grew as the red and yellow flames in his memory licked out of the windows. He tried to think about something else but it was too late. He could feel the warmth of his manliness sticking to his underwear.
He sighed loudly and got into bed. As his head was about to hit the pillow he could swear he smelt the sweet odor that only burning embers provided. Lifting and tilting his head he looked around. Manny closed his eyes, he knew he could hear the crackle of flames and the scent that he adored was stronger. He opened his eyes and his six by ten jail cell was dark. He shook his head and placed it onto his pillow. He began to drift off to sleep.
Manny was sleeping on his back with a small smirk on his face, he was dreaming about the night that got him sent to death row. Jolting awake he could feel a cold hand pressing down on his forehead, he tried to scream but his voice had been taken. His eyes could not focus on anything, there was too much smoke. He could hear a child humming and looked towards the sound. Emerging out of the thick smoke was the little girl that perished with her family in the fire. She smiled at him, a toothless black grin. He could see the fire burning brightly within her, coming for him. Again he tried to scream but was denied.
The warden was dumbfounded the next day as he was summoned to the very cell that Manny had once resided. The entire lockup was nothing but ash. The cells that were on each side were left untouched by flame. On the floor was Manny, his hand over his face. The look of terror engraved into the smoldering flesh. The coroner squatted down and touched him. He fell back onto his ass as Manny disintegrated in front of him, leaving only a pile of ash.
Fiction © Copyright Kathleen McCluskey
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More from Kathleen McCluskey:
The Long Fall: Book 1: The Inception of Horror
Lucifer always cunning and intelligent challenges father to a battle of wits. Being the angel of light he casts a judgemental eye upon mankind. He begins a war with his fellow archangels and God. Michael, along with his siblings defend their home and mankind from their deranged brother. Broad swords and hand to hand combat drench heaven in blood. The four apocalyptic steeds are released, each having their own destructive power. Betrayal and lust are at biblical levels. Understand the very creation of evil and the consequenses that transpire in the first of THE LONG FALL series.
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