Your son calls you back into his room, whimpering a little. “Mommy/Daddy, there’s a monster under my bed!” You softly shake your head at him and kneel down to look under the bed. You lift the blankets draping over the sides saying, “Now, you do know that monsters aren’t real—” You stop yourself as you stare under his bed. What do you see?
Source: Critique Circle
Elizabeth kneels down to scare away the monsters under Ben’s bed, but when she comes back up Ben is gone. Before she can look for him, the world goes white and Elizabeth must contend with fallow of her actions.
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