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This story is part of the Writer Wednesday Blog Hop,
a wonderful weekly hop created by Nicole and Carrie tostretch those creative muscles. Along with their co-hosts Tena and Leanne each week they provide the writing prompts for you to create what you can.
The rules are simple:
- there is one photo and five words, all of which must be incorporated
- there is a maximum limit of 500 words
- you have until the following Tuesday to write your post and link up to one of the hosts
- have fun!
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It's been a couple of weeks but I'm back (hopefully) in the Writing Blog Hop saddle. I hope you enjoy this weeks contribution.
The picture:
The words: carriage, gym, poster, north, bar
The story:
Encounters
'What are we watching this place for?'
groaned Stuart. 'Nobody's been here for decades.'
'All posts need to be covered,' replied
his partner. 'They could be running to any one of their hideouts.
This was on the list.'
'We get the best jobs.' Resuming his
position at the window, Stuart tried to keep alert as he stared at
the building.
'Keep watch,' he heard his partner say,
'I'm going to the little boys room'.
Staring across at the boarded up
windows, he became mesmerised by the single lamp and his mind began
to wander. He was thinking about the girl he'd met last night in his
local.
She'd been standing at the bar,
all alone and somehow they'd got to chatting. Stuart didn't know what
had come over him, he didn't usually go straight up to a strange and
beautiful woman, but they'd spent most of the evening in
conversation. She had a slight accent, he wasn't sure where but
somewhere north he
guessed. She'd only been in town a couple of weeks and was still
getting a feel for the place, so he'd offered to show her around if
she fancied it. He almost fell off his chair when she said yes. He
just had to get through tonight and then he'd be free for the
weekend.
He
could have done without this though. He wanted to get down the gym
for a workout before he saw her again, give himself a boost.
He
drew his gaze from the street light and stared around the room,
giving his eyes a rest from the glare. He hadn't taken much notice
when they'd set up, the sparse furniture dotted about and the posters
covering the walls.
Turning
back to the window he suddenly sat bolt upright. The front door of
the building was wide open, with a car parked on the road. He hadn't
heard a single thing, but it was there nonetheless. The car was a
rusting hulk, most of it's paintwork had peeled away and the exhaust
hung down from the undercarriage.
Stuart was baffled by it's silent arrival.
As he
stared, waiting for the next movement, he realised his partner had
been gone a long time. He was torn now, wanting to go and check on
him but not daring to leave his post in case he missed something
else.
'Dan?'
he called, as loudly as he dared. 'You alright, mate?' With his eyes
still on the car he heard movement through the door, coming to stand
beside him.
'You've
got to see this, Dan. I don't know where it came from.'
An
ice cold hand laid across his neck, chilling him within as well as
without. 'Dan's a little indisposed at the moment. What have you
found?' He knew the female voice well now. He'd spent long enough
talking to her last night. He looked out the window and saw three
burly figures surrounding the car, staring right at him.
Word
count: 493
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