Friday, August 26, 2011

Friday Fiction: Pepper

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Adria stole quietly into the darkened chemistry lab and jammed the only the entrance of the room with a chair but she knew it wasn't going to be enough to keep  the creature out. It was systematically searching for them now.

"Great choice of room," Pepper whispered back. Her eyes glinting with anticipation as she crouched before the glass cabinets that  housed the acids. "Molotov cocktail would be good for tonight's special drink." Her flaming locks swayed as she tilted her head towards the cabinet in front of her.

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