The bone lay openly on the brick wall. I gulped and took a step closer, shortening the rope of my dog’s leash. I didn’t know what kind of bone it was, but it looked slightly raw and the edges were ragged, as though there had been meat on it just hours before. I felt sick. I wanted to turn around and leave, but the bone wouldn’t leave my mind. I stood there, staring at it, wondering where it had come from.
At my dog’s frantic digging, I looked down. I yanked his leash, trying to drag him away, but he had already uncovered enough earth for me to see what had attracted his attention. Torn apart, a human body had been placed here in its grave. My gaze turned back to the lone bone on the brick wall.
With shaking hands, I was about to call the police, when ice cold fingers wrap around my neck from behind. I had been too caught in my own thoughts that I had not heard my dog’s warning bark.
© 2016
FFftPP, Week #24 – 2016
Photo prompt provided by https://pixabay.com/en/bone-large-ostrich-femur-bleached-316228/
Sounds like a great start to a murder mystery!
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Thank you! I’m wondering already who killed that person… 😉
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Wonderfully dark, Felicia! I hope she somehow gets away – maybe her dog is quite vicious when his mistress is attacked…
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Thank you – I hope so too! 🙂
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Creepy stuff! I love it ^_^
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Thank you! I’m glad you do 🙂
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Oh wow! I’m hooked! Great writing as always! 🙂
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Thank you – I’m glad you’re enjoying it! 🙂
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