Quake - Flash Fiction Story

Quake - Flash Fiction Story

Aug 04, 2020

The ground shakes, it’s six in the morning. I wake up grudgingly. An earthquake in London? I quickly rise out of my bed, the bedside table collapses dropping my alarm clock and a pile of books. The shakes become more violent; I need to get out of here right now...

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