Prompt: scream
The Angels Do Not Answer
The Mother is screaming. Drusilla thinks it sounds like bells.
The small chapel where she kneels feels like the end of the world. She takes out her confirmation rosary.
Our Father, who art in heaven, hallowed be Thy name
The convent is silent now, like the cemetery on the day she buried her parents.
Thy kingdom come, Thy will be done
Footsteps echo down the hall. Run and catch, Drusilla thinks without panic.
On earth as it is in heaven
“None of us are going to heaven, sweet,” the devil says in her ear.
Drusilla dies holding her rosary.
The Mother is screaming. Drusilla thinks it sounds like bells.
The small chapel where she kneels feels like the end of the world. She takes out her confirmation rosary.
Our Father, who art in heaven, hallowed be Thy name
The convent is silent now, like the cemetery on the day she buried her parents.
Thy kingdom come, Thy will be done
Footsteps echo down the hall. Run and catch, Drusilla thinks without panic.
On earth as it is in heaven
“None of us are going to heaven, sweet,” the devil says in her ear.
Drusilla dies holding her rosary.