The Sirens

Being formulated for Tuesday Writing Prompt

The ringing was so loud.

The smell of gasoline suffocated his lungs.

Blood was everywhere. So much blood.

He couldn’t move, he couldn’t feel anything.

Though he tried streaming, no sound escaped.

His breathing began to escalate; his palms began to sweat.

The darkness, unlike ever before, terrified him.

Suddenly, he heard the sirens.


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