Prompt: Write about a group of people dressed entirely in red.
John peered through the trees. He watched the people milling in the clearing. They were silent – the noiselessness made the hair at the back of John’s neck stand up. It was so unnatural how they were standing there so quietly, all of them dressed in red.
The clothes fit perfectly against their bodies as if they were a second skin – the men and women and a little blond-haired girl. The red clothes as if they were covered in blood.
John crouched down, afraid that they would see him, but they seemed distant. They did not look toward him.