Jane Jago’s Daily Drabble – Forty-Nine

If I ever get drunk again will you please duct tape my mouth and send me home in an Uber. 

In London, with a bellyful of tequila, it sounded simple. Ten large to prove or disprove the existence of forest spirits. 

But now? Now I was spreadeagled naked on the damp leafy soil in the middle of a forest in the middle of the freaking countryside and I wasn’t so sure. Still it was almost dawn…

A twig cracked and I turned my head to see a goat-headed being approaching me. It looked entirely too pleased to see me.

©️jj 2018

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