Just a note for all you horror followers: The next full moon in the Washington, DC area will be on Friday, June 13, 2014 at 12:13 AM according to the Farmer's Almanac. Should be an interesting night!
This writing challenge from
From the Office Mango website:
1: Tales can be posted on your blogs & then just add to the wee linky tool, or add as a comment if you don’t have a blog.2: A word count of 300 to 500.3: Try to scare me, or at the very least create a little bit of darkness.4: This will be a fortnightly (two weeks) challenge from when the post goes live, so you’ve got plenty thinking time.
So come on what are you waiting for, go find your inner demons and get your scare on!
Not exactly horror in the traditional sense, but horrifying, nonetheless!
Kristina looked at herself in the mirror at the entrance to the office. She smoothed out the blue satin dress and admired her figure. Slender, shapely, and with an almost perfect smile, she could attract the attention of any man—and the scorn of most women.
It was the "almost" part that was the problem. A tiny cavity on the back of an upper incisor had become sensitive to cold, and there was no point in dragging things out. This was her very first cavity, and she wanted to make certain it was her last.
She walked into Dr. Ottoman's office, the receptionist directing her into a small room and asking her to take a seat in the dentist chair that sat in the middle.
"He'll be right with you," she said.
Not more than a minute passed before the dentist came in and said, "I know just what to do, so don't worry. I have all your records and x-rays from Dr. Grissom right here."
This was her first time with Dr. Ottoman as her previous dentist, Dr. Grissom, had recently retired. He was older than she had imagined, and a bit shaky with a disturbing sort of grin, but came highly recommended by a friend. Moreover, he was open evenings and she could have this nuisance taken care of before going out later on.
"This won't hurt, will it? I hate pain," Kristina said. Her brow showed the stress. "I know it sounds like I'm being a baby, but I just can't handle it.
"Not to worry. I'm going to put you into a twilight sleep for the procedure."
"Isn't that a bit extreme?"
"Oh, not at all. There's no need for you to feel anxious or suffer. Just relax," he said, putting his wrinkled hand gently upon her shoulder. "Once the sedative takes effect, I'll inject a little Novocain to eliminate any chance of pain."
The words soothed her. Despite her concerns, he really did seem to have her interests at heart. Kristina took the pill he offered and leaned back to try to relax. It wasn't long before she drifted off, her dreams taking her far away from the quaint little office.
After what seemed only moments, Kristina began to stir, her eyes blurry, and her brain fighting to collect itself. With a swollen mouth, dry tongue and throat, she struggled to speak.
"I see you're coming around," Dr. Ottoman said in a soothing voice. "Don't try to talk just yet."
Kristina slowly raised a hand to touch her face. Something didn't seem quite right.
"You'll start to get feeling back in the next couple of hours, Debbie. And as soon as you heal up and the stitches are out, we can fit you for dentures."
She got what she wanted. No more cavities!
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