House of A Writer

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The treasure map

I was able to treat myself to a nice Chinese food meal. It’s not very often that I get some me time so I took my time piling up my plate and sampling everything in the smorgasbord menu. I dived into my chicken fried rice, wrapped up my shrimp chow mein noodles around my fork, ate my veggies with delight and was so excited to finish this amazing meal with a fortune cookie. Really this the icing on the cake for me. I love the crunchy and light sweetness of that yummy cookie. I opened it up and went to unwrap the fortune and much to my excitement I discovered a map, that’s a treasure in itself! As I examined it closely I learned it was a treasure map! I needed to find a guide to give me a lay of the land. I’m new to the area so I need someone with experience and tracking abilities. Next I went to hire the guide and an excavation team. As the map is leading me to a Mayan temple in the village. My team and I needed to assemble together and enter the temple and split up in tactical teams. As we walked inside I started reading the map and I came upon a wall with inscriptions. With the help of my guide he deciphers them for me. My team fans out being aware of any booby traps in our midst. The squares on the wall are all labelled so one by one I press on them as a musical pattern plays. Very clever oh wise Mayans. The wall suddenly opens up, and everyone is on alert including me, and I’m sweating buckets with anticipation. I look around the room and see that it’s full of ancient artifacts and my eyes are dazzled with oak barrels over flowing with precious gems. The torch I’m carrying lights up the altar before me and my eyes are transfixed upon this gold box encrusted with jewels. I walk towards it and lift the lid and put my hand in the box. I pull out this beautiful platinum ring with a pear shaped pink stone. It’s so huge and beautiful I need a small wheelbarrow to carry it! In a trance like state I put the ring on and a bright blinding pink light covers the entire room and opens up into a swirling vortex! It becomes clear to me the ring is a teleportation device. I step through the portal and let the pink aura envelop me….

This has been my first attempt at writing adventure fiction. I’d like to thank the Brain at for the fun writing prompt. ?


Things that go bump in the night

What is that, that I touch, it feels bumpy and yet I’m able to stick my finger inside and feel something squishy? Is it brain matter, yet it feels bumpy like one of gourds from the garden. They feel so smooth as I run my hands all over it. It’s pitch black I can’t see anything but my other senses are heightened. My ears perk up as I hear a sound of moaning and growling. I’m really scared now so I turn to run and then it’s got a hold of me and its dragging me down deeper and deeper into the darkness. Hands are across my throat and the growling is close by my ear. The breath feels hot on my skin and the moaning has turned into a sickly death rattle. I reach down grab a hold of my leg and it’s covered in something sticky and take off my Don’t F$&K with me boot and start swinging with all my might. The hands release from my throat and there’s a splash I scramble to get up and crawl away. Then something else grabs a hold of my arm and pulls me down. I struggle and scream as I’m pulled into the water. My eyes are are on fire, I can’t see, but I can hear more moaning as it turns into a symphony of death as it moves towards me. I’m surrounded and there’s no where to go so I get very quiet and try to swim away. I start praying with all my might if I survive this night of the living zombies I’ll eat better, swear less, and let my kids eat junky cereal when they ask. Suddenly I feel my hands on cold cement so I slowly get up and inch my way along the wall. I’m soaking wet, cold, and my blood is frozen in my veins. All I can hear is the thumping in my heart as it explodes in my ears. Suddenly the lights go on and I’m blinded for a moment as the brightness assaults my vision. I look up and there’s my sweet Darryl standing there crossbow ready and shooting all the zombies around me. As I look around at the body count around me he reaches for my hand. My prayers have been answered he’s really here to rescue me from a zombie attack. Brains, blood, and body parts, and the stench of blood are everywhere as I swim out the toxic human waste to my hero.
Beep, beep, beep, beep I open my eyes and roll over to that annoying sound of my alarm. I’m half asleep and groggy and so disappointed it was only a dream. That will teach me to go to bed after watching a Walking Dead marathon. Now I’m a Mombie in search of caffeine, a hot shower, and brains!!!!!

Happy Halloween ???