The Grim Reaper

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A 50 word piece of flash fiction for Fright Flash in the Dark prompt contest.

Knock.

The time has come. This is my destiny.

The door opens and he grins at me with twisted lips, eyes invisible beneath a dark cape. His scythe gleams in the moonlight.

"Are you ready?" The Grim Reaper asks as he offers me his the glittering blade.

It's my turn.

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