Friday Fictioneers: The Dire-Man (pt 3)

Part one is here, part two is here

Copyright - Björn Rudberg

‘The Dire-Man waits in his house on the hill,’ said the girl with no eyes and sharp teeth.

‘His house is on the beach,’ I said, shaking my head.

‘You’ve been away for a long time,’ said the boy with no eyes and a forked tongue. ‘Things change. People change. We changed because the Dire-Man changed us.’

‘Your boy will change too,’ said the girl, a tear of blood falling from her empty eye socket. ‘If you don’t find him soon.’

I looked up at the dilapidated buildings on the hill, and when I looked back the children were gone.

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Another Friday Fictioneers story with prompt supplied by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields.

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