Flash Fiction #143 – An Author Bleeds

Blade was a huge fan of horror author Lector Price. Being his bodyguard would’ve been a dream if not for the line of 7,000 impatiently waiting for their books to be signed.

At 3:34 pm, person 2,003, Price began to bleed. A callus on his finger had torn.

“Bleed on mine, too,” the fans begged.

Blade ran for a bandage, but couldn’t get back through the frenzied crowd.

“I want a piece, too!” they demanded as Price screamed.

Blade split up the crowd.

There was no Lector Price.

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