Today's Quick Write Challenge!
Today is Freaky Friday! Today you are going to read this short story excerpt and FINISH THE STORY! Make sure to follow the author's style and point of view in your continuation.
Today is Freaky Friday! Today you are going to read this short story excerpt and FINISH THE STORY! Make sure to follow the author's style and point of view in your continuation.
Finish The Story...
The stairs led to a metal-plated door. Behind it, Elise heard what she imagined to be the shuffling of boots, the jingling of keys, and a man sitting heavily in a chair. Carter knocked twice and, receiving no reply, pushed the door open.
An ancient man sat in the corner of the room at a small, gray desk. He stared at his visitors through red-rimmed eyes. His skin was grayish-yellow. And his sunken, narrow cheeks gave off a skeletal appearance. Thin hair grew from his otherwise bare skull in wisps, like odd tufts of white grass. He wore blue workingman’s trousers and a red flannel shirt.
He looked half dead, and Elise stifled a gasp at the sight of him.
The ancient man did not appear happy to see three students appear in his closet office. He held a glass jar in one hand, and a fork in the other. He stabbed at a blood-red cube of meat from the jar and pushed it past his lips. He never moved his eyes from the uninvited guests.
“Venison,” he spat with a gruff voice. He speared another cube of meat and held it before his face. “Deer meat. Kill it and butcher it myself. Care for a taste?”
No one accepted his offer.
“Didn’t think so.” He chomped on the bloody flesh. A trickle of blood dribbled down his chin.
“Are you the guy who locked us in?” Carter finally spoke up.
The old man didn’t seem to be listening. He rubbed a large hand to his stubbled chin, noted the time on his wristwatch, and closed his eyes as if waiting for something to pass. He counted in a dry whisper, “Three, two, one.”
The lights flickered and the room went dark...
