l i m b o
"Let's play another game of limbo."
He had started at the remark coming from Mandy. She had one hand firmly gripping Billy's, her tone grave.
He'd been rightfully wary. "What makes you ask dat?"
"I've been reminiscing."
"…no bets dis time?"
"Afraid?"
"Of course not." And he'd brought them again to where it had all started. He turned his scythe into the limbo bar and set it at the top of two columns of skulls, frowning, sighing.
Mandy was already taking her turn. Pausing under the bar, she asked that infamous question.
"How low can you go this time, Grim?"
End
It feels a bit rushed to me too, but that's the whole point of this drabble collection, huh? Get a little better at writing things in skeleton form before adding the meat. Please review, this is one of the few non-romance ones I wrote for this collection.