For the Writers to Writers Challenge at the beginning of May, I wrote a flash fiction piece with the given prompt: must include a stranger and a drop of blood. You can read the text below or check it out at @selinawriting on Instagram. Photo by Joshua Harris on Unsplash Grace stood trembling in the foyer, eyeing the cabinets with her own pale face in the glass panes, the cascading chandeliers, and paintings which seemed to change when she looked away. "Hello?" she quavered. You should not be here. Grace started. Had she imagined that voice in her head, or had someone spoken to her? "I am looking for my father.” He is not here. Leave before it's too late. The Master does not welcome strangers. Grace crept cautiously down the hallway, curiosity surpassing fear. "Who lives here?" she asked. The shadows laced her skin with ice. A monster; and if he finds you, he will devour you. She came upon a dining hall, a feast-for-one set at the end of a sprawling t
