Dylan struggles to escape the confines of his bindings. Duct tape holds back fearful cries for help. Despair is beginning to set in. After a time, Count Spatula arrives on the scene. He addresses you, the reader.
Ah, ah, ah, my loyal patrons. Velcome back! Bleh! I am sure you are vondering who von our contest, vhich you can find here. I’m also sure at least a few of you are vondering the same thing in a disappointed manner. Vell, I have good news for you: ve’re extending the deadline of the contest! That’s right. You no longer have to submit by the end of tonight. Your entries may now arrive by next Friday! Those of you who have already submitted may edit your pieces and resend them.
All right, that is all for—vhat? He wrote something? Vhere? Let me see.
He examines the note.
Vhat? Vell, this is quite the surprise. Very vell, ve vill publish this. Just hand it over and it vill be done.
Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, may I have your attention please? Let me give you a taste of vhat is to come. Here it is, a preview of the final part of Dylan Alexander’s short story, “Stitches”. CLICK HERE to read.
For those of you not caught up yet, here is the first part to get your started.
Okay, that is everything. See you next time! Bleh!
Possibly Related Posts:
Some worlds have monsters. This is one of them—but they’d done a very good job… Read More
“Reality Check” is—drum roll please—a great episode of Revival. Perhaps the first even good episode… Read More
The wait is over, but “Internal Investigation” was not worth that wait. The hiatus made… Read More
We’ve done a lot of high-concept stories on Friday Fiction. Ones where the technology or… Read More
“Straight to Hell” is exactly the kind of finale I would want from this show… Read More
“Will the Real Natalie Please Stand Up?” is a terrible continuation of Ironheart. It has… Read More
Comments