The guard came running, hearing a shriek.
“Help me!”
A bloody tendril grabbed him. The impact of his body drawn through cell bars was a symphony of breaking bone.
“Lovecraft was right!” the prisoner screamed. “Oh God! He was—”
A crunch.
Silence.
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“Lovecraft was right…” Now that’s a scary thought.
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Ewww…reminds me of the The Raft from Stephen King.
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Not too dissimilar in some ways! That story scared the heck out of me as a kid!
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Me, too! Had nightmares for a week!
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