Wednesday, July 30, 2008

What do you think?

Even though he had not drunken much, the beadle was feeling a bit dizzy as he made his way back to the magistrate’s house. He took the small alleys instead of the big streets, because he wasn’t in the mood to be seen by his colleagues. Suddenly he heard a sound behind his back and turned around. Nothing could be seen in the darkness behind him, then a meagre tomcat shot past him, hissing angrily.

“Stupid critter,” he murmured and walked on.

Suddenly a hand grabbed his forehead and he felt pulled back into another body.

“Beadle Harrows?” a soft voice hissed in his ear.

“Yes,” he said.

“This is for Jasper Bowers.”

A sharp pain blossomed in his throat and only a gurgling sound emerged as he tried to scream for help. Blood ran down between his fingers like a waterfall. The last thing he saw, was a shadow disappearing into darkness.

What do you think about this extract? I’m not going to tell you where it’s from - for the moment.

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