Word Count: 100 on the dot.
Notes: Consider this a teaser for my forthcoming BRRL spare story about Desdemona. I’ve got about half of it outlined, and kind of know where I want to go overall. My plan is to write the whole thing, and then film and release it from there. Hopefully, I can get some of it up before too long. So yeah…enjoy the teaser.
She awoke with a start, gasping for breath. Her nightmare, always the same one, was growing stronger.
Her sister’s deafening scream of terror. Her so-called friends thanking her for bringing her siblings to them. Her body paralyzed with fear, except for the continuous chant of her inner voice, repeating that it was all her fault.
Whenever she started making friends again, it came back. It didn’t matter who or what or where. As soon as she let people get close to her, it reappeared more intense than before. And that meant only one thing.
It was time to move on.