Preditors
By: Atk. Butterfly
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Contact Information: atkbutterfly@att.net

 

"You must be the new gal. Welcome to the press gang. I'm Sally."

"Thanks, I'm Rachel. What's the editor like?"

Sally whispered, "You don't want to meet him yet. He's a tough man. We call him the Preditor instead of the Editor."

"Really tough?" asked Rachel.

"Yeah, he eats writers for breakfast."

An unexpected, grotesque growl came from the editor's office. Rachel flinched and shivered at the sound.

"Since you're new, I'll accompany you into his office this time."

"He wants . . . us . . . now?" Rachel stammered.

"Yeah, he's finished with breakfast. We have to cart out the bones now."

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