Friday Friends – The Package

After running away screaming in terror at what lay inside his newly delivered package, Peter returned to the box. He had to return, he needed to see. It was real, the putrid smell leading him back to his front door told him so. He took a peek over the soggy cardboard flaps.

Gooey, bloody, torn flesh, swollen lips and a pair of dead, foggy eyes stared up at his ceiling. It was a woman. Her face, frozen in terror.

Peter’s heart jumped when he realized that she almost looked familiar. No longer...