Monsterous
In the Shadows, Lurking.
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Epic fail on my part.
...i choose... NUMERO... 15!
Oh and number 14 is already done, by me
...i choose... NUMERO... 15!
Oh and number 14 is already done, by me
Epic fail on my part.
...i choose... NUMERO... 15!
Oh and number 14 is already done, by me
15. The story ends on a river. The story must have a philosopher in it. A character will send a letter.
#16 The story takes place five years into the future, during the story there is a terrible misunderstanding, the story must have a incubus in it.
Here it is, it is more than 500 words though... more around 800...
Everything was black, no sound, and no life. The only sense was of smell. The smell of a blood stained body. The body of his wife. John, coming to his senses started to look at his surroundings. The curtains were closed and the door was shut. It appeared to be a hotel room. The only sounds were those of the noise of the bustling city outside and his steady breathing. Then smell hit him, almost knocking him over. He looked frantically around trying to find the source. His eyes locked onto his wife’s decaying body. He looked at his hands and they were covered in dark red blood. Blood of his wife. Before he could fully comprehend the situation there was a light knock on the door. John quickly covered his wife’s body with a blanket off the bed. There was another knock. John ran to the door. He opened the door and there stood a heavy set man in his thirties with a large thick mustache. The man looked up at John and wrinkled his nose with his mustache looking like it was trying to sweep something off of his face.
The man asked, “What is that bloody smell?” John froze, “It’s like something died in here!” the man added. Instantly every muscle in John’s body tensed up. John shakily replied, “No no! I left some food out all night and it rotted. Everything is okay.” The man eyed him suspiciously and looked at John’s hands and laughed, “I was only messing with ya son. Here I brought you your newspaper. And you should get that smell cleaned out. Here I’ll call someone to come do it for you!” John froze again, “Oh, everything is fine I can do it myself.” The man looked at him suspiciously again and replied with a huge grin on his face, “Oh, I insist. Expect him in the next hour. Have a nice day!” And the man turned around and walked away. John Instantly shut the door with a slam.
He looked down at the newspaper. His eyes instantly looking at the date, the date was January 15, 2014. “Wait that’s not right”, thought John. The last thing he remembered was going to bed with his wife five years ago. He could not remember anything else. Everything was a blur. The next thought hit him like a train. His wife is dead. He started to cry, and then more thoughts came to him. The first one was a memory of what happened right before he woke up. He remembered that he and his wife were arguing and the last thing he heard before he fainted was a gunshot and the sound of the bullet breaking through the window and piercing his loves heart. He was relieved at the thought that he wasn’t the one who killed his own wife. But then what would other people think? He looked at the newspaper again and right there on the headline was “Murders will have no trial. They will be shot when caught!” John said out load, “Oh great.” Just then there was a large heavy knock at the door.
It took him by surprise and a moment to realize what was going on. He started to panic but instantly calmed down. There was another large knock on the door. John got up and opened the door. There standing was John’s worst fear at that moment. A large cop holding a gun that John could not recognize looked straight past John and looked inside the hotel room. The cop said in a large stern voice, “Move out of the way or get shot.” John didn’t budge. The cop grabbed John’s shoulders and threw him to the ground. The cop stepped inside and went instantly to the lump underneath the bed coverings. He uncovered it and showed no sign of surprise and picked up his radio and said a code. He quickly turned around and looked at John. John was frozen in fear. Then the cop said in a larger booming voice, “What do you have to say for yourself.” John had to try to defend himself, “I didn’t kill her-“He was instantly cut off by the sound of the gun in the cops hands. Everything was black once more.
Suddenly John’s eyes shot open. He was lying in a bed in his own home. He suddenly realized it was just a nightmare. “A nightmare that a demon would have bestowed on me.” He thought. John turned his head over and looked at his sleeping wife and sighed. He was happy to know that she is still there. He turned back over and closed his eyes once more. Everything was black.
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Untitled - (See Post #122) The Submitted Entry for Challenge #16 [Edited]
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Sergeant's Story - (See Thread Here) The Submitted Entry for Challenge #14
I'll pick 17
17. A character becomes intoxicated. During the story, a character is robbed. The story is set on a river.
I guess I failed my last attempt. lol.
Let's do 11.
11.The story takes place in the summer. A character attacks someone, but the action goes terribly wrong.
Pfh, why did I get an easy one?
Laaaaame. Alright, I'll just write something fun then.
You picked it, I just order the list.
25. The story is set during a charity event. The story takes place a year into the future. During the story, a character finds out a dark secret.
Ah, to hell with it. I'll give this a shot.
Is number 10 available? If not, I'd like to get the number closest to it.
10. A character kills someone. A character is curious throughout most of the story. During the story, a character makes a life-changing decision.
Six, please.
6. The story takes place five years in the past. During the story, someone is mistaken for someone famous. The story must have a phoenix in it.