SCREAMS!!!

Good creepy day to you all!

The milkshakes drunk, the pie crusts nibbled, we set off for an adventure! One of dirt…and stuff. All night we took turns shoveling earth out of bobturn’s backyard against officer Angus ’s wishes. But as the night grew cold and our labored breaths ceased to keep us warm, the shovel finally struck something solid.

“It’s an ancient teacup,” HikerAngel guessed.

hullabaloo22 pulled her hairband off sending a wave of hair in her face. “I think we hit a sewer pipe.”

Ray Scrivener stabbed at the earth, probably in the hopes that raw sewage would explode into a rainfall all over WakeUpAndLive~NOV Word Monger ’s innocent hydrangeas. None but he thought it was such a brilliant idea. But to our great fortune, a liquefied turd rain did not occur. sugarglider58 hopped into the hole, and dusted off our treasure. She tossed up a chest, arms, and legs–all skeletal and ivory.

As dawn approached, we assembled the pieces back together again. Behold! A tyrannosaurs Beholden stood proudly in Bob’s backyard, complete with a cellphone in hand!

apologue woke up and realized it was nothing but a dream–a very crappy dream–then went back to sleep.

It was true, indeed it was only a dream. The tyrannosaurus Beholden wasn’t dead, it was alive enough to be standing over Apo, sniffing his hair in excitement.


Got ourselves one heck of a nasty two-way duel. Gotta love it when each brandishes a different prompt! Both tales warrant a looksie, please, but in the end, one came out just slightly on top!

Today’s Winner is…

Paul D !

With a tale that pleasantly bends expectation,

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Congratulations, Paul!



Now for today’s prompts…

Training a Killer

OR

One family’s bizarre rituals at funerals


OR!!!

The walls dripped nightmares.


BONUS PROMPT: Not required, but CANNOT be used on its own. If you’re interested, read a passage from one of your favorite books/authors before writing. I’ve done it a couple of times and it’s pretty interesting what I’ve turned out. Neil Gaiman once confessed that he mimicked the styles of other writers he looked up to at the beginning of his career. I find it healthy to try and see what one writer’s personal style has to offer, but I can also see that it might affect your story too much, so go at it with your own discretion.

You have up to 1,500 words and until the stroke of noon Monday (WdC time) to drum up the madness that will shock and awe!

But whatever you do, don’t look up or down. You’re already in the SCREAMS!!! web.