Weekly Writing Prompt #2
Tell me about this photo. No word limits, no style requirement, no rules.
Anything goes. Have fun with it! Leave yours in the comments below.
This was the place, the home of the vampire. It took Jonah weeks to find where the abomination took refuge. His only purpose now was to find the thing that took his wife, Clara. The monster had come into their home, lifted Clara from the bed, and consumed her very essence. Jonah was prepared this time – armed with every possibly instrument he read about in the books, the things Doc told him would work. He was somewhere in this town, and no matter how long it took, Jonah would find him. He wanted his fangs for a jar on the shelf above his and Clara’s bed. He wanted to hang the creature in the town square by his cape. His own life meant nothing to him; he would die trying to get justice for his beloved.