5 Minute Freewrite Day 385: I Know

If looks could kill, he would have been dead several times by now. That woman was giving him such a piercing stare, that he FELT the pain of hundreds of stabs. It would be a cool superpower or something, if he wasn’t on the receiving end of it.

The silence was thick. Several minutes had passed by now, and neither of them dared to make a sound. He wasn’t tied, but when the woman brought him into this dimly illuminated room, and sat him in that old chair, he felt as if all the chains in the world were put on him. He just couldn’t find it in himself to move, even less with her imposing figure blocking the door. He swallowed hard.

She took a couple of steps towards him, and inclined in a way that put them face to face. He could see the small wrinkles in the woman’s face, giving her an air of mature superiority. But he couldn’t stay impressed at all when her stare broke into what could only be described as an Evil Smile. And then she said:

I know you took the last cookie…