100 word story: nightmare
Wednesday, April 16, 2025
He’s woken by her twitching beside him in the undergrowth, dreaming. Small gasps and whimpers as she squirms and jerks, eyes closed, body tensing and arching in the pitch dark under the black polythene sheet. It crackles as she moves, water dripping off the branches above them. He wants to reach out to muffle her but even twisting his body risks being heard. and he can hear the men smashing through the trees, closing in. She spasms awake, terrified eyes opening, looking straight at him. He shakes his head. Stay quiet. A boot drives down on the polythene covering them.
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