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The Faint But Familiar Smell

"What made you apply for the job?"

"I like people," she said, and then wished she hadn't.

"It is a plus. We deal with people when they are at their lowest ebb. "

I know you do she thought as the faint but familiar smell of formaldehyde swept into the room.

Later that night a dark figure entered the cemetery. It knelt beside a well-kept grave. It gently placed three Lilies across the name. As the waning moon disappeared behind a cloud the dark figure whispered "I got the Undertakers job Dad."

Story by:

Duncan Jones

29 September 2013