So, we meet again. I always knew it would come to this. Me here. You there. A Drabble between us. So it has been foretold, so it has been written!

Written in 100 words exactly, that is! BAM!

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Half An Inch
By
Jake Bible

The doorknob was half an inch from Louise’s fingertips. Only half an inch. All she had to do was grab it, turn it, and she’d be free.

Terry screamed again. From far off, back inside the house Louise had fought so hard to get free from. And she was so close. Half an inch so close.

“Turn the knob. Run,” Louise told herself. Terry screamed again. Louise cringed. “Turn the knob. Run.”

“Yes. Turn the knob. Run,” It said.

Louise screamed and grabbed for that last half an inch. She never made it.

She had been so close.

So close.

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