Microfiction – Infernal

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She banged her gavel. “Order! Order!”
The noise continued.
Bang. Bang. Bang.
Nothing.
“What in the infernal hell is wrong with these people?”
“They’re lost, souls.”
“Did someone just turn the heat up in here? I’m roasting,” she replied.
The Devil smiled.

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Hello, my name is Timothy French. I’m a blogger, writer, and author of Every Yard Is A Grave. A Post-Apocalyptic Novella.

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