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Author's Note: Poor Dean's plight continues, as he's surrounded by a female poltergeist and two female ghosts. Poor, poor Dean! Word of the week was bite and this is 100 words on the dot. Hope you guys enjoy it. Sorry about the absence - sadly finals beckoned!
The Embittered Monologue
Bite
"Back off, BITCH!"
Dean found himself surrounded by the poltergeist and the two ghost girls, as they suddenly noticed its existence, focusing their pointed, evil-little-girl glares on the poltergeist and Dean's headache worsened ten-fold.
"Or what?" The poltergeist taunted, with undercurrents of emotions Dean couldn't care less about.
"We'll get rid of you," the blonde ghost smirked.
"We've the means and method now," the brunette's voice held a cutting edge.
Dean's eyes widened, his throat dry as he found the ghost girl nodding in his direction, the spotlight on him. His fingers tightened their grip on his canister of salt.
