Let’s look at the facts, shall we?
It’s officially dark out. All of the gates are closed, chained up and too high to scale. The makeshift parking lot in the distance is empty. Empty aside from the horde of strangers that charge the fences whenever you get close. Your group of seven is now down to one. Their group of dozens is armed and out for blood. The fact of the matter is, you’re dead meat.
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AuthorA collection of short stories and flash fiction pieces. These original tales are the property of Alycia Davidson 2017-2023. This section of my site is rarely used now as I tend to post more short stories on my Patreon. Archives
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