by Kathryn A
There's more than one way to go.
Challenge: tthdrabbles #104 - so long, farewell, Auf wiedersehen, adieu
The note on the fridge said "Gone for milk, back in five." But she hadn't been back in five minutes. She hadn't been back at all.
Giles removed his glasses and rubbed his eyes. When the Bobbies had appeared at the door, he could hardly take it in. But he had identified the body. He wasn't the only one there. The casualty list had been a long one.
It wasn't fair! How could it be that the most powerful witch of the age had survived vampires, demons and her own self-destructive impulses only to be killed by a glorified pepperpot?