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The Shadow - Dark Drabble

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Shadows can't kill, he reminder himself vehemently, as he plunged his hand inside the innards of the cavity.

'Yes ... and they can't talk either', a disembodied voice whispered, before starting to cackle.

'You're ... you're not real. Shut the hell up!' he shouted back at the empty room.

'Tsk, tsk. Such disrespect', the voice continued.

Suddenly, his arm appeared to snag on something, and he found he couldn’t break free.

Moments later a second ensnaring tendril snaked out the cavity and slithered up his arm to his exposed throat.

'Now huushhhhhhhh, it said as it tightened its strangulating hold.