This week’s prompt is a chain story! I’ll give you the first line, and someone else comments and builds off that line. Next commenter will build off that line, and so on.
In the event of two commenters posting at the same time and sending the story in different directions, just pick the line you like best, or try to incorporate both if you can.
All that remained of Wallace was a shadow on the wall.
Let the fun begin.
Until when Ellie came at the shadow with a flashlight.ReplyDelete
It was not just a shadow, but a deeply etched figure burned into the brick wall.ReplyDelete
What did it mean? The wall shook and rumbled. Ellie wasn't waiting around to find out. She scrambled to the end of the tunnel. Another shadow clouded her view.ReplyDelete
She skidded to a halt, legs sliding out from under her as her back hit the floor.ReplyDelete
The shadow began to inch closer to her. Ellie could not move any of her limbs. Her legs were as heavy as paperweights, weighing down her entire body.ReplyDelete
Two hands grabbed her shoulders, pulling her to her feet. "You fool!" The mysterious figure whispered. "They can come out any minute! Do you want to end up like Wallace?"ReplyDelete
He was a very old man. Long gray hair falling on sagging cheeks. But his eyes! Oh, his eyes!ReplyDelete
These were the eyes of a dead man. Empty and hollow, scraped out by whatever horror had attacked him before. Still he did seem to want to help, which convinced Ellie to follow his advice and run past him in complete terror.ReplyDelete
Up, up, up, through the tunnel, and out into the pitch black darkness. She kept running until-ReplyDelete
-She ran straight into a stone wall. How? She'd walked through there just minutes before.ReplyDelete
"Hurry!" The man rasped.