Fearless in FearVille

At the crack of dawn, the residents of Fearville realized that they had been taken for a ride. The cardboard decoy stood there, while the actual criminals had taken off under the cover of darkness.

A few shots were fired at the figure in frustration, which drilled a few holes in it. But the figure just swayed in the morning breeze. It did not fall. One had to get closer, to see what kept it glued to the ground.

Real horror struck now. At the base was a casket, with the dead body of the fearless social worker in Fearville.


Inspired by Wednesday’s Visual Writing Prompt by Nikolad92

Wednesdays Visual Writing Prompt by Nikolad92


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