Short Story: Trapped

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The inside was dark. Then again, what can you expect inside a coffin? Frank “Vlad” Schumacher felt the first biting sting of dread sink its fangs into his bloodless corpse. With a self-preserving instinct warning him not to consider the crushing power possessed by the six feet of earth above him, or the fact that he had all the wriggle room of a sardine in a closely packed tin, or the inevitable conclusion that no one was coming to dig him up, Vlad began to dream about who he would eat first when he finally rejoined the world.

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