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Tuesday 29 March 2011

Hell is...

In the night we had drifted away from the other lifeboats.  "Now it's just the four of us," says the dark-haired man, the one with the knife.  I don't know his name.  We all hold our breaths and try not to meet his eyes.

© R. Rushforth
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