The Hunted

A 50-word story

Chelsea Rose
1 min readOct 7, 2020
Source: Louis via Pexels

He didn’t make it easy.

But I saw the signs.

A trail of broken twigs.

Drops of blood burned into the ground.

Faint pants sounded from behind the trees.

I readied my gun.

There was no-one there.

I suppose the saying is true.

A good man is hard to find.

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