My first attempt at Chuck Wendig’s weekly challenge. A story in five sentences.
The killer walked into the room and looked at all his options.
Someone would die tonight, and every person there knew it.
Bribes and pleas were shouted at him as the minute hand made it’s sweep.
They saw in his eyes when the decision was made and fell silent.
His laughter rang in their ears, til it was drowned out by the explosion.
Desert Words 