Friday Fiction: The Day of Poison

LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, may I have your attention, please?! You’ve been patient! You’ve been diligent! You’ve been loyal! Now, for demonstrating such tremendous qualities, such incredible attributes, such unbelievable resolve, you shall be rewarded! Friends, bloggers, Earthlings, lend me your ears! The time has come, yet again, for you to get your proper dose of excitement, adventure, and intrigue! People of the Net, without further delay, I present to you this week’s FRRRRRRRRRRIDAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYY FICTIOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!

Sam…

…Sam, play it.

*Cue music.*

*Sneezing is heard off in the distance*

Hello, readers! It’s pollen season and Brandon Scott—

*more intense sneezing is heard in the distance*

—is having some trouble.

But he did give me this short story he wrote, inspired by his misery. He calls it “The Day of Poison,” and recommends only readers of sterner stuff give it a look.

You’ve been warned. 

For everyone brave enough to continue, we hope you enjoy this latest tale.

You can CLICK HERE to read it. 

And, until next time, remember to always wash your hands after sneezing, and just in general. 

*more sneezing is heard in the distance*

Stay safe out there!

…tuning out.

 

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