The Harvester
115 Words
The Harvester
A MOLAR RESTS ON THE hardwood floor, clotted blood dangling from the roots. A woman’s scream pierces the air. Another tooth lands next to the first.
“I’ll have them all,” a hoarse voice croaks. He wipes his lumpy brow with a bloodstained cloth.
The woman screams again as another tooth is ripped mercilessly from her mouth. When he is finished, he collects them into a jar, and places them on a shelf next to the eyeballs. He pulls a spoon from his belt and approaches her again.
He cackles, “The better to see you with!”
The woman’s piercing scream can be heard from outside the cabin, but at the edge of the forest there is not a sound.
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