published by Horror Tree’s Trembling with Fear
“You know, I’ve always been afraid to be alone.”
She stared into the void, while the familiar sound of nothingness surrounded her.
“It’s been comforting to have you here. The dark doesn’t seem as dark, you know?”
She turned her head to face him, as his head rolled off his shoulders for the third
time that week.
Slowly, she stood up and collected it from the floor.
“We’re going to need something stronger if you’re going to be staying with me.”
She fixed his head back in place, then rummaged amongst the bodies for the
remaining pieces of her human puzzle.