Flash Club November Flash Club

[Emily]

EDITING THIS POST ON 20th NOV: I'M LEAVING THE FLASH CLUB OPEN FOR ANOTHER 3 DAYS AS WE HAD A SLOW START... SO ENDING ON NOV 23rd

Welcome to our November Flash Club Contest

I feel we need another Progressive Story (I get this feeling every six months or so)

The rules are a little different from normal, so please familiarise yourself with them below before posting:


RULES:

1- no more than 25 words (or less) per entry.

2 -Only one entry at a time (For those rascals who may try to bend The Rules by using many words/ entries one after the other: I’ll be patrolling with my wooden spoon) (Please, @AgentPete , for Christmas, may I have a wooden spoon emoji? I think the is a bit O.T.T )

3 -Your entry must advance the story in a meaningful way.

4 -Twists have to make sense.

5 -Please make your entry anonymous by clicking the anonymous button, but if you forget, don't worry, that's okay too. (Note: Guardians can see who posts.)

VOTING:

There will be NO VOTING until the final week of November: the story will end on the 23rd and voting will start on the 24th.

-The entry with the most votes will be the winner of an extraordinary hand-crafted (!!) virtual trophy. And, more importantly: some of our very prized, and internationally-renowned, virtual Litopi-cake.



The competition is open to all members. Feel free to enter more than once (but please read Rule No. 2 above).

-The main rule here: we ask you not to critique.

 

[Emily]

STARTING POINT:

With their tech, they'd find me in minutes. I looked around. I only needed one.

 

[Anonymous]

Just...one...little...hiding...place. Bloody kids with their walkie-talkies and their torches. In my day Hide 'n' Seek was done properly, NO GADGETS ALLOWED!

 

[Anonymous]

In my day, we hid 25 hours down the back passage with nowt but a cup of water and handful of gravel for sustenance.

 

[Anonymous]

And of course, back then it was just a game.

 

[Anonymous]

Back then, the seekers weren't armed.

 

[Anonymous]

And the winner didn't win... their life.

 

[Anonymous]

As I climbed the wall I hoped... Prayed that those kids wouldn't spot me, deploy weapons and shoot me down.

 

[Anonymous]

No god cared about my prayer. A searchlight lit up the wall around me. The hard white light also revealed a hole in the wall.

 

[Anonymous]

The hole was small and savagely rough-edged. But, ending my indecision, a hand emerged, seized my wrist.

 

[Anonymous]

And pulled me through. I wanted to be shredded, but like a body-builder, not like a scraped carrot.

 

[Anonymous]

'Are you trying to get us all killed?'
The voice was indignant, aggressive. The face was filthy – and very young.

 

[Anonymous]

Then I realised... I'd been pulled through a portal into another world. A forest world of wild-eyed children, dressed in rags.

 

[Anonymous]

And there, holding my wrist, was Dean. Not my grown-up uncle who disappeared many years ago. No. A boy. Just like the others.

 

[Anonymous]

After searching all my life, I finally found my true love, lying there, but her chest did not rise and fall.

 

[Anonymous]

How did I know it was love at first sight? She was part human, part vixen, with slender snout and amber eyes.

 

[Anonymous]

Only the left side of her was fox, the right was a quarter tortoise. Interesting, I thought.

 

[Anonymous]

I needed to put the tech back in my eyes so I wasn't hallucinating - or was that the mushroom juice I'd squashed on my face?

 

[Anonymous]

Dean reached up and slapped me hard. My true love vanished.
“The portal can mess you up for a while,” my boy-uncle said. “Come on!”

 

[Anonymous]

'Woah', I gasped. 'I saw the interconnectedness of the universe. My soul reached to infinity, and I was a being of pure divine love.'
'Mushrooms.'

 

[Anonymous]

'Mushrooms do that, you know. But we have to get out of here. They'll be getting the dogs out now.'

 

[Anonymous]

Not far off, I heard the baying of a large group of dogs. Bloodhounds. The sound was eerie – and it was coming closer.

 

[Anonymous]

Dean reached into his pocket and produced a blunderbuss. ‘Portal pockets?’ I asked. ‘What else you got?’
He smiled slyly, then showed me….

 

[Anonymous]

'A portal gun, like Rick and Morty!'
He blasted a green, pulsating oval in the air.
We all stumbled through.
It closed behind us.

 

[Anonymous]

We landed on a violet beach. My true love waved at me. I felt a slap across my face and my love vanished once again.

 

[Anonymous]

"Is this where we get the mushrooms?"
"No more juice, blue-buns," blasted Dean.
"Oh, man; you're no fun since you got stripes."

 

[Anonymous]

I glanced back to where I'd seen my true love waving across the violet sand.
It was a seal. A golden seal.

 

[Anonymous]

I started walking, then running. Then wading...

 

[Anonymous]

I had to get out of here. Away from Dean and this bad trip.
"Don’t go in the water," the golden seal said. “It’s not…

 

[Anonymous]

A tentacle thrust up, wrapped round my ankle, pulled me under. My scream was lost in a faceful of icy water.