Day 168 Writing Short Things

Headless

The row of headless statues towered next to them as they made their way through the abandoned old castle. Spider webs snaked around the statues, and the occasional floorboard creak made her steal a glance towards the statues to see if they had moved. The place was creepy, and she shouldn’t have let them talk her into breaking into the castle with them.

She was sure that there was more than ghosts living there. She could imagine an old vampire watching them make their way through h...