Photo prompt © Randy Mazie
“What is this place?” My eyes were glued to the small window. Next to me Bertie shuddered and it shook the rickety bench we stood on.
“The place we’re in, or the place out there?” he croaked. We were both of us hoarse from crying, but had moved beyond fear halfway into resignation.
At least it was daytime.
“It looks deserted,” I didn’t really answer.
It’s been hours since all movement above us ceased. Hours since we woke, terrified and hungry, in this basement. The men had left us crackers. At least they didn’t mean for us to die. Yet.
For Rochelle’s Friday Fictioneers
A frightening perspective on the prompt. The poor abducted! I hope they find a way out of that mess.
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Yes, I hope they find a way out of this mess, too! …
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Interesting. So now I want to know how they got there, and what happens next
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Yes … and yes … Me, too, Crispina! 😉
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My guess? With a single bound, they’ll be free
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My hope? That you are right! 🙂
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A scary situation. I hope they escape!
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I hope they will, too! They have each other and hopefully will find a way!
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A very worrying scenario.
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Indeed! Pook kiddoes!
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What a grim predicament for the kids. I hope they escape.
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Yes, I hope so, too!
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I’m sure they’ll be ok, at least I hope so!
My tale – ‘No pain no gain!
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Let’s keep the positive attitude, then! 🙂
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Please let something painfully nasty happen to their captors after the two kids are rescued.
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Sounds like a good plan …
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Well that was spooky! I’m with everyone and hope they find a way to escape!
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Yeah, spooky photo, that was, to me … And – these two seem to be a resourceful duo … I have a feeling they’ll tunnel out somehow …
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All is well until the crackers stop coming! Nice piece of mystery, why have they been locked in the basement?
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Thanks, James! I am not sure THEY know what they are doing there, or why … I do think they are the resourceful type, so hopefully they’d figure out a way to wriggle outta that place before the crackers stop coming … 😉
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Na’ama Y’karah,
Dark tale this one. As has been said, I hope they can escape and then nail their abductor. Well done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
PS I’m slowly catching up now that I’m back from my brother’s house. Sigh. Missing him mightily.
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Hi Rochelle, yes. I hope they can escape … and I’m glad you read and commented. As always.
A grieving young child once told me “missing someone is a kind of loving.” – it broke my heart but it is truth, and in the sadness there is also the tenderness of connection. Sending hugs.
Na’ama
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An awful thing for any child to experience. Very well-written.
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Yes, very awful indeed. I’m glad for them to have each other there, at least, but yes, awful. And more awful is that these things happen. In real life. To some.
May they find an escape and safety. Na’aam
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Ohh my that’s terrifying. I hope they somehow manage to escape! A rather chilling take on the prompt.
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I hope they do, too! Thank you for reading and commenting!
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My pleasure 😊
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🙂
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Very frightening. I hope they escape.
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I hope so, too! …
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This would fit right in with things you read about today in the papers or on the internet, Na’ama. It’s a scary world. I hope someone is looking for them and they find a way out. Good emotional descriptions. —- Suzanne
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Thank you, Suzanne! I wish these were only fictionalized scenarios … though alas we know they aren’t always. Yes, I hope someone is looking out for them, and that they’d escape/be rescued/be protected.
Thanks for reading and commenting! Na’ama
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