Hiding

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Horror  |  House: The Horror House
For the 2019 Flash Fiction contest.

Submitted: June 06, 2019

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Yeah, he would keep running. He would run for all eternity. He knew what he was leaving behind, and nothing was going to pull him back into their embrace. After the time he spent with them, that embrace turned into chains wrapped around him and shackles on his ankles. 

Nick let out a sigh of relief as the subway train started forward, the doors closed and locked. He was getting another start. He couldn't believe it, actually. He was amazed that he was able to see through the bullshit this time. But he was safe now, and there was no turning back. No running back to the shackled embrace. 

Nick sat down and stared out the subway window. There was nothing but dark walls and the occasional light. Nothing else lurking in the shadows. He leaned back and rested his eyes. Soon, he would be out of the city, ready to keep running. 

A cough from the right alerted him. Nick's eyes shot to the back of the train car to a figure slouching against the window.

He didn't see them earlier.

The sloucher looked up and met Nick's gaze.

Nick began to shake.

How did they get here?


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