Word: Thick
Word Count: 100
Tag to S10
The smooth porcelain slides against her back as her hands scramble across the keyboard. Just one more line, she chants. Just one more line, her mantra to keep her hands from freezing and her heart from jamming itself in her throat.
Sam told her not to come. His words were frantic and overdone but now, now—
Her hair, thick and red, drapes into her eyes. The ghostly snick of a blade echoes on the other side. It's a promise, it whispers, a promise.
The door creaks open.
Charlie curls up into the bathtub and knows she is going to die.
