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The Painter
A horrific love letter
Digging through books at the antique shop, Jess found an old love letter. It seemed to buzz in his hand.
“I long to paint with your inner colors.”
Signed by Tanner Price. The artist and killer, known for writing to his beloved victims. What a find.
His finger stung as he folded the letter, his blood stark against the page. He felt suddenly different, invigorated.
Jess hummed a song he didn’t know as he paid the cashier. He noticed the deep blue of her veins. Imagined the brilliant colors of her insides. How beautiful they would be, splashed across canvas.
This story was my very first entry into an NYC Midnight competition. I placed 11th in my category in round one! The allotted time has passed for me to disclose the story, and therefore I am sharing for your enjoyment and to receive additional feedback! Thanks for reading!
Genre: Horror // Action: Finding a love letter // Required word: Different
