Xray Pack -
On the second-floor landing, a second skeleton.
Here’s a short story based on the prompt “X-Ray Pack.” Leo’s knees ached from crouching behind the rusted conveyor belt. Three floors below, the night security guard’s flashlight beam swept the abandoned cannery like a lazy pendulum. Left. Right. Left. The rhythm was hypnotic. xray pack
The silent skeleton on the landing raised an arm. Its bony fingers pointed directly at him. On the second-floor landing, a second skeleton
“Bingo,” Leo whispered.