“The Chill”

Author’s Note: This is a Take Ten to Write story and has not been proofread for errors. If I feel inspired or if there’s interest in the story, I’ll post a revised, edited, and extended version at a later date. Happy reading!

Prompt: Chill.

The Chill runs down my spine, cold and unforgiving. It betrays me, catches me right in the middle of my lie. It knows what I’ve done and what I mean to do before the thought has even crossed my mind. It sees into my soul and all of the horrors within.

Slowly, it creeps down my legs, leaving behind a trail of Goosebumps. A small yet powerful reminder of what I am about to do. A warning. The final one.

It reaches my feet and freezes there, waiting for me to make a move. Daring me.

I can’t give it the satisfaction.

As we wait, it grows. Cold travels back up my legs, up my spine, directly into my brain.

The Shiver. I’ve waited too long. I belong to the Chill now.

Final Comments: Honestly, I have no idea what genre this story is. My idea changed around a few times while I was writing…

Overall Rating: 😅