There was the smell of rot, and a cat with blood on its face greeting me once I got in
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This has potential but the first sentence kinda gave away the ending.
And why would you be checking how often your neighbour buys cat food?
Yeah, my brain told me that it would be weird if i didnt say the neighbor didnt have a cat because then it would seem like the cat came out of nowhere
Had me at the first half … but the second half needs work.
Don’t be discouraged, coming up with new ideas takes time. Sometimes I wake up at night imagining this stuff and other times I’ll torture myself for hours trying to come up with something new. And even then, you never know if you found something until you show it to others.
Keep at it, I’m enjoying the contributions.
