A Hunger Down Under

By Antonio K.

Seven? No, eight. Eight days Marnie had been trapped here. She clicked her nails against the crypt’s wall. God, it’d already been a week. What were her friends waiting for? “A Halloween prank gone wrong,” she was sure they’d tell everyone. Jenna was an ass, but this was BEYOND.

She was almost out of food. Her stomach’s rumble, a clarion call; light pierced the tomb. Jenna and Todd peered down. She wasn’t sure what they’d expected, but by their expressions, Marnie gnawing on the corpse of the tomb’s patriarch certainly wasn’t it. “Ha, very funny,” she grumbled, “now get me out.”