Fairwell

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Fairwell
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Nov 18, 2007 - 16 52

As the word count slows down, I found killing characters to be a helpful way to weed out the weak. 2 down, 12 remaining!

Dione’s focus switched as she saw another one of the things step up onto the desk to try again for Shawn, “Come on boy,” she said reached for his belt. She grabbed on and pulled him up with all her strength. The moment he cleared the hole, Min grabbed him and helped pull his feet through the hole.
Olivia peeked over the edge, “Ugh,” she tried to swallow the bile in her throat, “is that,” she paused, “is that Mrs. Grey?”
“What’s left of her,” whispered Dione.
They all looked at Shawn to make sure he was okay, finally Dione spoke, “Boy, you okay? Did they bite you?”
“Mrs. Grey,” he whimpered.
“She was a great lady, but she’s gone now,” said Dione.
“I’ll miss her,” said Min sympathetically.
“I’ll miss her take charge attitude,” said Dione.
“I’ll miss her great ass,” whispered Shawn.
“What did you say?” barked Dione.
“She did,” he said in the most bravado style he could.
Dione fumed, “You little bastard.”
“What?”
“She just died trying to save you!”
Olivia reached out and did the unthinkable; she pushed.
They all watched as he fell backwards through the hole, they even peered over the edge as he landed right next to Mrs. Grey. Mrs. Grey was now on her knees and he tried reaching for her, but she leaned in and bit down on his neck.

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