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Welcome to Hell Daily Flash 297 Sam Adams woke up one night dead, after a night of drinking in his favorite bar, the Cosmos Bar. He found himself in a dark, forbidding haunted forest. Wondering what time it is he looks at his watch and realizes it was “0 Dark Hundred” and he must have just died. He looked up and saw evil, foul, creatures from his worst nightmares, nightmarishly real, staring at him with evil blazing in their red soulless eyes. The creatures - apes, aliens, banshees, bats, Bigfoot, centaurs, Cerebus, Cheetahs, crows, coyotes, Dragons, demons, devils, dwarfs, Goblins, Ghouls, Ghosts, Giants, Gorillas, Hell hounds, big game hunters, Holocausts, Imps, naked incubi, Leprechauns, Lions, Ravens, monsters, orcs, Bewitching beautiful yet deadly Sirens, Satyrs, Succubus, Snakes, serpents, tigers, werewolves, wolves, witches, warlocks, wraiths, wild things, Yeti, and zombies stared at Sam. They were led by a giant half-centaur, half-pig creature, with dual heads, -the heads of Putin and Trump on the body. The thing growled and screamed, "After him, Sam Adams must die. Death to all Humans." They chased him down that forbidding haunted forest. Even the trees seemed to be possessed trying to trip him up. Then up ahead, he saw the gates of hell with the sign, “Abandon all hope All who enter here” Thinking what the hell, I am already dead, he jumped through the open gate. The creatures were unable to enter the gates of hell, as only the dead and damned Are allowed entry. The Grim Reaper greeted him. “Welcome Sam Adams, We have been waiting for you, It is your judgment day. but first, have a beer, you’ve earned it my friend.” And handed him a cold Corona beer with a twist of lemon. Sam drank it down and waited to hear his fate pronounced. Prompt for12/17 Write a story that includes the line: “What time is it?” |