Homicide Honeymoon

Homicide Honeymoon

A Story by Mother_Yolk
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What happened? This wasn't on the brochure!

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I noticed a man not too far from my car, convulsing and writhing in a heap of his own body fluids. His mouth gaped open and a hoarse cry escaped what was left of his lips. Looking up, the city was filled with dead corpses and bloodstained severed limbs. This wasn't the honeymoon I planned.

© 2014 Mother_Yolk


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Added on February 6, 2014
Last Updated on February 10, 2014
Tags: Wedding, Disaster, Short, Blood, Gore, Honeymoon

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Mother_Yolk
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Somewhere in South America.



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