Thing, by Bruce Arbuckle

The hairless creature slides slug-like towards him , oozing a fluorescent orange slime that stinks like the devil’s arsehole. The size of a very large angry dog, its gnashing teeth snap at the broom handle he’s using to keep it at bay as he backs away. The thing’s clearly furious or very hungry. Probably both. He curses Shelley under his breath. She must have left the portal ajar again. Feeling the metal handle bite his back, he reaches behind, opens the door and slips through. He locks the door. He’s off home. Shelley can deal with it on Monday morning.

A 100 word story written by Bruce Arbuckle, inspired by the random word prompt “bald”

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