Fandango Flash Fiction Challenge #21

Tom and his wife were very excited when they were informed by the lawyers that he had inherited his great uncle ‘s house. They were living in a small two room apartment in the seedy part of the town and this house was huge and situated in the best housing district.

They went to see it the very day they got it’s possession and keys. The lawyer was a nice guy and helped Tom through the legal rigmarole. He seemed to want to say something to them but after a few false starts he just wished them the best and left. Tom had a feeling that whatever he wanted to say was important but then in the excitement of exploring the house he forgot all about it.

They had never visited this house during the lifetime of his great uncle. They weren’t close and the only reason of his inheriting the place was the unexpected death of his uncle Joseph, who was the original heir. They were very impressed you what they saw. A very well maintained and well proportioned house. The furnishings were in good taste too. The saw it from the cellars to the top floor. And were thanking their lucky stars at this stroke of good fortune.

Only the attic was left. At first they thought that they would give it a miss but then they decided to give it a quick look.

The scene that met their eyes was very unexpected and upsetting.

Tom moved into the room which smelled awful. There was the skull sitting on the table with some medieval equipment of torture. The stench of something rotting forced him to leave the room in a hurry. He immediately called the lawyer and asked him about the attic.

There was silence on the other end.

Then after a few minutes the man said ” I thought you might not see it, at least not today”

“What do you mean by that? What does it mean? All those horrible things and that smell? What was my great uncle into.” Tom bombarded him with rapid fire questions.

There was the sound of a sigh at the other end. ” What I am about to tell you may upset you a lot. But you have to know what living in that house entails ”

Tom and his wife left the house immediately after that conversation. The house was put up for sale, where it is still listed. They can’t seem to find any buyers!

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Fandango Flash Fiction Challenge #21




Time to write- Sentence Starter #48 The plan

” What’s the plan?”

” Why don’t you listen to me when I am telling you things?” Jason was getting fed up with explaining things to his younger brother. They were partially hidden behind the garage wall, waiting. Sonny was like Robin to Jason’s Batman. A wingman that he really didn’t want. But to exclude him from the plan would mean that he would be telling mom everything. So he was here, standing beside Jason and getting excited.

Taking a deep calming breath, Jason went over the plan with Sonny once more. ” I hope that now you understand what is going to happen?” Sonny nodded his head with a grin on his face. ” I bet Mr Rogers will be scared out of his wits”

“Yes, if you just play your part” Jason said.

Just then the garage door opened in their neighbor’s house and the car was seen reversing out of it. As per plan Sonny ran towards the car and Mr Rogers sitting in it. He stopped the car and gave the boy a encouraging smile. Sonny pointed towards the back of the can and said, ” There is something hanging out from the boot of your car” Mr Rogers got out of the car to investigate when Jason standing behind the garage wall set the fire cracker and threw it near the car. Though Sonny knew all about the plan but he gave a loud scream and was equally startled with Mr Rogers.

The prank resulted in getting grounded for a whole week for the brothers.

The prompt;

Write a story beginning with the dialogue: “What’s the plan?”

If you use this prompt, please leave a link to your post in the comments below and I’ll share it next week. Please be sure to link back to my blog so your readers know where you got the prompt!

Happy Writing! If you want more, check out all my other Writing Prompts here!

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Time to write

Sentence Starter #48



Question Fun -To believe in

Question Fun

Season 2 – Game 12

Question Fun Directory

Welcome to Question Fun!

An easy game, and more so if you love questions!  Each game has a topic, and then there are 22 questions relating to the topic – they can be visual, musical, personal, professional, topical, serious, thought provoking, fun, weird and even wacky – the questions will cover all fields and there is no structure to follow, so it could be orderly one game and completely random the next time you play!

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The Topic Today Is – To Believe In


It’s raining, it’s pouring, you are out in the street and it’s very late seeking shelter and you come across an empty house.  Where upon closer inspection you find you can gain entry – now, would you?

Take advantage of that situation and enter the house

Only Take refuge under the porch

Seek out alternative shelter

In a sane universe, I would just walk on and try to get home. But I am going to play along.

I think I will enter the house.

Should you however have taken shelter inside the house and as you are venturing in you hear a strange and whispering type of moan, not quite ghastloy but disturbing all the same, do you?

Think, ‘Bugger that for a game of soldiers!” and quickly make your escape

Pick up the first thing to hand and venture further in to investigate

Think nothing of it and try to dry yourself off

Of course in this situation, I am going to go and investigate. What else?

As you venture further into the house to investigate the noise, you come across a strange looking door with even stranger symbols upon the frame, do you?

Decide to ignore the door and move on looking for something to dry yourself with

Press down on the handle and venture inwards

Think, ‘Bugger that for a game of soldiers!!” and quickly make your escape

Very boldly ( and stupidly) I will enter the room with strange symbols on the door. (I think it is either cursed or magical)

Upon entering through doorway and into the room, you find yourself encased in the darkest of darks, around you although you can’t see them, you sense figures that wish you harm, but at the end of the room there seems to be a swirling light, almost portal like, do you?

Make a quick dash for the light, irrelevant to where it may lead and jump in

With extreme timidness ask, “is there anyone there?2

Or think, ‘Bugger that for a game of soldiers!!!” and quickly make your escape whilst you can

Like I said this is another universe so I will dash for the portal of light to escape the dark ( brain eating )creatures!

Upon reaching the end of the room, you in fact see that it is NOT one portal, but three in a matter of seconds you must make your decision to jump through one of these portals. Which one do you pick, and why?

A dense but otherwise lush jungle enjoying daylight hours

A darkened hole with nothing but more blackness

A portal within a portal within a portal

Let there be light! I am going to enter the lighted jungle!



It appears that by taking shelter under the porch may not have been the wisest of choices, for you fear that you are fast becoming wetter than you were out in the rain, do you?

Think, ‘Sod this for a game of soldiers!!!” and quickly make your way towards,

The street, to try and get home as quickly as possible

The garden shed which strangely enough appears to be in the front of the garden

To the house next door, which has lights on despite the unearthly hour

In the true spirit of a horror movie, I will enter the shed which is in the front of the garden.

The garden shed appears to be otherwise dry, but inside the shed is a trapdoor, do you?

Think, “Oh you have got to be kidding me?”

Ignore the trapdoor and stay and wait for the rains to pass before venturing home

Open the trapdoor

Open the trap door! Why not?

Upon opening the trapdoor you discover a ladder leading down into the pits of darkness, but at the bottom you can see a light, do you?

Think, “Oh, no, no, no, no way!” Shut the trapdoor and wait for the rains to pass

Start to climb down the ladder, completely oblivious to where it leads

Look for a weapon and climb down into the darkened shaft

I am acting the oxymoron here so I will blindly descend the ladder oblivious to what may lay at the end!

At the bottom of the shaft you find yourself in a small circle facing three doors, marked A, B and C, which one do you open?




I will open door C, why ? I can’t say.

Inside the Room of door A is what?

Inside the Room of door B is what?

Inside the Room of door C is another door do you open it?

I open the door leading from the first room and enter, blindly and trustingly.




Upon opening the inner door of Room C, you find one of three options available to you, which one do you take?

A strange portal leading to a portal to a portal

A Trapdoor leading up

A Trapdoor leading down?

This time I am going to take the portal leading to another portal. One should be adventurous and bold! ( in addition to being extremely stupid)



You make your way to next door, it’s 3am in the morning, but the lights are on, so you think?

“i know it’s late, but they are obviously still awake, so it’s worth a shot!”

“You know what l am only about an hour from home, l make my way there!”

“Maybe they have a phone, and l can ring a taxi?”

Maybe they have a phone and I will call a taxi. I really don’t want to use my cell phone in case it gets wet.

Upon ringing the doorbell, the door is opened and astonishingly you find yourself facing three options ….

You, are looking back at you asking for help?

A portal leading to a portal leading to a portal

A trapdoor in the floor

What do you do?

I am looking at myself, asking for help and to use a phone. But the image is reversed as in a mirror.

Finally, in no more than 500 words describe your actions for the night to the policeman who discovers you naked the next morning 100 miles away from where you first started. How did you get to where you are now?

The adventure in the rainy night.

It has been so exhausting to go through all these strange and twisted events that I have lost not only my memory but also my mind. I ask the police man to help me find it and we retrace my actions of last night……… was it last night or was it…….

Anyway I forgot what happened next. I will write the rest of the account after they release me from the mental asylum.

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Thanks, Rory

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Question Fun – To believe in



Three Lines Tales week #179

photo by Richard Clark via Unsplash

The castle stood there, defying time and laws of physics.

They stared at it with feelings of awe and wonder, as that was all they could do.

All access to it were blocked with the massive flooding that happened a few weeks ago and the agency in charge were dreading the damage the water was causing, but still the view it presented was awesome.

The prompt;

You’ll find full guidelines on the TLT page – here’s the tl;dr:

• Write three lines inspired by the photo prompt (& give them a title if possible).

• Link back to this post (& check the link shows up under the weekly post).

• Tag your post with 3LineTales (so everyone can find you in the Reader).

• Read and comment on other TLT participants’ lines.

• Have fun.

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Three Lines Tales week #179



50 Words Thursday #27

The Rules:

• Find the muse within the photo or line provided and follow where it leads. It can be a story, anecdote, poem. Anything!

• The Story must be between 50 and 250 words, in 50 word increments. (so 50, 100, 150, 200 or 250 words)

• Link back to this post with the tag 50WordThurs so that everyone can find it, or post your response in the comments below.


So here is this weeks picture:


And the words:

“He hoped that by remaining where he was, he might do some good, even there.” – Nicholas Nickleby by Charles Dickens


The neighborhood looked exactly like what he wanted. Quiet, serene and modern. He was glad that he had signed the lease without too much delay. The fact that it had earned a dark reputation did bother him but he hoped that by remaining where he was, he might do some good, even there. He unpacked his special gear and placed them ready for the night. The stake rested near the custom made gun which could fire the silver bullets he would need. All was ready. Now he waited for the nightfall when all his ingenuity and training will be needed.

Word count; 100

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50 Words Thursday #27

A Prompt by; Kristian of Tales from the mind of Kristian



Thursday Photo Prompt: Span #Writephoto

The water gushing through the narrow stream was pleasantly cool. They had a great time sitting on the verge of the stream, eating the picnic lunch they had brought with them. Sally’s foot slipped when she was dipping her hand into the water and she fell in with a big splash. Mark hurriedly came forward to haul her out but an imp of mischief provoked her to pull him in the water too. After the initial shock of cold water, they started to enjoy this extemporaneous dipping and splashed around as children do. They felt like they were kids again enjoying the impulsive action. This simple act took them both back some twenty years.

” Well that was fun” Mark said as they climbed out of the water. ” We must do it again sometime “

(For visually challenged writers, the image shows a a view between two trees of a rapid river tumbling over stones beneath a bridge. The banks are lush and green, and the water if spanned by a simple arch of stone, all overgrown with a green carpet and shaded by trees.)

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Thursday Photo Prompt: Span #Writephoto



MLMM- Photo Challenge #270

– Gabriel Isak

She had come here with a heart laden with sadness. It was her wedding anniversary, but there was no reason to celebrate the day anymore. They had decided that it wasn’t working anymore for them and so the amicable divorce. Standing here looking at the far horizon, something strange happened to her. She felt the sorrow drain out of her heart as she saw the cordon of paper planes flying past her. She felt her heart soaring in the air with these planes, the darkness lifting and a flicker of joy returned to her.

Who knew that the simple act of seeing the children enjoying a past time she herself had indulged in several times as a kid would make her realize that life didn’t end with one failure. She had made a wrong judgment but now was her chance to choose right.

The prompt;

Use above image as inspiration for a poem or short story.


If you are an artist or photographer, use this as an opportunity to showcase your own work.

You have 1 week to complete this challenge.

Please credit the artist!

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MLMM-Photo Challenge #270



Twittering Tales #143

Twittering Tales #143 – 2 July 2019

Photo by Ryan McGuire at

He had to be quick before anyone came. The job was simple enough. Empty out the brake fluid and loosen the transmission lines. There was a prick in his conscious but he ignored it. He needed the money this job was going to provide. He hoped that the driver survives the crash.

Character count; 276

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Twittering Tales #143

A Prompt by:Kat Myrman



The Sunday Whirl

Wordle 401

What an image you create with your words

My mouth is already watering with this description

Of melt in the mouth dishes, which you claim to make

I can almost smell the aroma in the air and would love to

Take a yummy bite out of the fried tail prawns or the crab dish

I just hope there is no sand vein in my shrimp because that will

Just spoil the whole experience and I might have to tie a rope

And jump into the tank myself to fish out some succulent lobster

Which the team here can help you to prepare to match

The image that you have created in my mind with your words

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Wordle #401



MLMM-Wordle #140

1. Demur (v)) to make objection, especially on the grounds of scruples; take exception; object)
2. Clandestine (adj)) characterized by, done in, or executed with secrecy or concealment, especially for purposes of subversion or deception; private or surreptitious)
3. Freight
4. Ocean
5. Turbulent
6. Hook
7. Rope
8. Gasp
9. Plunge
10. Consent
11. Pinpoint
12. Savage

He demurred about the advisability of using his freight ship to transport this cargo clandestinely across the ocean. It was not only illegal but also risky to carry it. Even though it will be tied with hooks and rope there was always a chance that the turbulent sea could throw it overboard. He would not risk angering the savage smuggler who wouldn’t think twice before he would plunge his knife into his heart. It was at this time he heart a sound behind him. He was trying to pinpoint the source of the noise when he felt the blade of a knife in his back and reluctantly he had to consent to hide the contraband on his ship. He didn’t want to lose his life after all.

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