On the list...
This topic seems born for Sasha Reed!
Dun, Dun, Dunnnn….
It is top secret, the list. In fact if ever mentioned that is all it is called, no modifiers, just “the list”, and yet those two words can strike fear deep within a soul. A bone chilling fear where goose bumps crawl across your skin and the tiny hairs shiver on end in alarm. Those in the know, wish they didn’t know. But don’t try to find ‘the list’, you will wind up petrified at death’s door. In fact, there is no tangible list written down. No. Sasha Reed is just too wise in the ways of espionage for such an amateur move of committing on paper the names that make the list. It is all safely stored within her mind. Too many people would kill (literally) to posses such a list for it to be put on paper. To be put on the list means your time left alive has started counting down. Unfortunate individuals have babbled before their death that they can actually hear the ticking of their time clock winding down. But no one knows if this is actuality or just the ramblings of a madman trembling before his maker.
Okay, I’m done with that. I’m not feeling anymore inspiration and in fact such evil thoughts first thing in the morning is kind of weirding me out.
Dun, Dun, Dunnnn….
It is top secret, the list. In fact if ever mentioned that is all it is called, no modifiers, just “the list”, and yet those two words can strike fear deep within a soul. A bone chilling fear where goose bumps crawl across your skin and the tiny hairs shiver on end in alarm. Those in the know, wish they didn’t know. But don’t try to find ‘the list’, you will wind up petrified at death’s door. In fact, there is no tangible list written down. No. Sasha Reed is just too wise in the ways of espionage for such an amateur move of committing on paper the names that make the list. It is all safely stored within her mind. Too many people would kill (literally) to posses such a list for it to be put on paper. To be put on the list means your time left alive has started counting down. Unfortunate individuals have babbled before their death that they can actually hear the ticking of their time clock winding down. But no one knows if this is actuality or just the ramblings of a madman trembling before his maker.
Okay, I’m done with that. I’m not feeling anymore inspiration and in fact such evil thoughts first thing in the morning is kind of weirding me out.
1 Comments:
I couldn't possibly be on the list. I'm too nice. And anyway, I'm beneath your notice.
Aren't I? *begins looking over her shoulder for the reaper*
By Kat, at 9:24 AM
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