Jonah grumbled as he dug his car out from the previous night's blizzard. Where he'd parked the night before was now a huge, vaguely car-shaped mound of snow. He brushed away the first foot and was surprised to find even more snow underneath. No glint of roof or sign of a windshield to be found.
He dug deeper. Nothing. Perplexed, he stuck his head into the hole, wondering where his car had gone.
The jaws of the Frost Mimc closed quickly around Jonah and slurped him down, devouring him in an instant and leaving only a single mitten behind.
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Everyday DrabblesShort Story
A drabble is a very short story one hundred words long. No more, no less. They are designed for maximum impact in the least amount of space. For 2019, I'll be posting a drabble every day.