Bobby squinted from the reflections off the cars on the Georgia insterstate and shook the convict's black, handcuffed hand, not finding the damp heat anywhere near as icky as he thought he would.
I think I like that one, but I have no idea what a gaoler is.
Here's mine for today:
Jeremy had just given up trying to muscle his way out of the chair he was handcuffed and chained to when the lights went out and he heard the scritching and scratching under the floorboards again.
The young writer stared at the clock the day before the great write-off, less than 15 hours to go until he had to write for one month straight with a gun to the back of his head meaning he couldn't fail.
By the time Dan chased down the blood-curdling scream, the only thing left of six-year-old Charlie was the bottom half of his legs, which slowly slid into the television screen.
Leanne was thirteen when her father died; luck was with the family though, since both her parents had bought their coffins one year earlier at a side-walk sale.
On the seventy-sixth day of the Large Hadron Collider's life, we discovered the particle they all said couldn't possibly exist: pure, clean elemental evil.
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