The Spider (50 Word Story #9)

Harold ached where the cord was cinched tight around his testicles. Blood flowed in, but not out. He squatted on his haunches, and then rose, trying to relieve the discomfort.

He heard a bicycle approaching through the tunnel and peered around the edge.

Thank god! A boy, alone. Maybe 12?

Highball (50 Word Story #8)

Highball knocked around front. No answer. Around back, he kicked the door in.

Silence.

Electronics were piled on a desk, charging. A decent collection of real jewelry in the dresser. High-class liquor, unopened. Cash in a box in the freezer. A notebook of passwords, prompts.

Outside, a car door slammed.