Okay, so I FINALLY got some writing done. But it wasn't on my manuscript, it was the for the flash fiction that is our first Campaign Challenge. It was put together kind of quickly, but I hope you enjoy it anway. I also did 200 words exactly and ended it with "The door swung shut." That was quite an accomplishment. The title is The Hunted Hunter:
The Door swung open
He stood with his long dark trench coat and scarf hiding his face, as the brim of his black Stetson created slits for his eyes that shined brightly with anticipation, just a shadow against the night. His hand glossed over the sharp edges of the curved knife, the silver glinting beneath the moonlight. Heart pounding, hands itching, he was ready for the hunt.
Mishapen shapes protruded through the envelope of the black night, snarling with their jagged teeth, the saliva dripping as the scent of his pulsing blood caressed their mouths. They had finally come to hunt the hunter
Beneath the glooming layers of his scarf a smile lifted, the trace of emotion invisible beneath his mask of blood and death. His eyes cast across the threshold. “Let’s get this over with, shall we boys?” The Hunter’s voice was clear and unruffled, the brusque threat of his words music to their ears.
The growls grew louder, deafening the haunted forest.
The Hunter’s smile deepened. His hand slid out the weapon, the only companion left for him, and the angry howls tore into the sky.
“I promise I’ll make it hurt,” He said. The door swung shut.