MyShuno 2013 Entry #6: "Telling a Ghost Story" / "A zombie invasion . . ."
Prompt: "Telling a Ghost Story"
Bonus Prompt: "A zombie invasion hits the shores of one of your hoods (your choice)"
Word Count: 321
Rating/ Warnings: G
Story: The Rafters
Spoilers: No more than usual (the who's present and where they are), the rest is fluff
Note: This post makes Myshuno for me!
When the sun went down in the evening, the group gathered around the fire pit and sat watching the flickering flames. Angie and Luke sat nestled together, holding hands, his arm around her shoulders. Shane seemed pensive, Jessi seemed relaxed, and Matt seemed bored.
Matt poked a long stick into the fire watching sparks fly from the burning wood. Then he dragged the end of the stick on the ground drawing out patterns in the sand. Suddenly inspired, he sat up straight and looked up at the others.
“You know what we’re missing? A ghost story.” His suggestion was met with a tepid response.
“Do you know any ghost stories?” Shane asked.
Matt thought a moment. “Okay, I’ve got a good one . . .” Matt went on to tale the tale of the small town of New Eden and how a stranger carrying a mysterious virus washed to shore one day. As he related the horror and desperation of the town’s people trying to ward off the impending zombie invasion in all of its glorious gory details, he was on his feet gesticulating wildly and acting out some of the most action packed scenes.
Even Shane was taken away from his preoccupying thoughts and couldn’t suppress an amused smirk at Matt’s enthusiasm.
When he reached the end of the tale, he sank down to his seat as if in exhaustion.
“And that was the last of the zombies left in New Eden . . . or was it?”
When he stopped talking, there was a moment of silence among the group. Only the breeze through the branches and the distant lapping of waves from down at the beach was heard.
Jessi broke the moment first with a laugh. “Where on earth did you come up with all of that?”
Matt shrugged. “I had an older brother who watched a lot of horror movies. So who wants to hear another one?”
Bonus Prompt: "A zombie invasion hits the shores of one of your hoods (your choice)"
Word Count: 321
Rating/ Warnings: G
Story: The Rafters
Spoilers: No more than usual (the who's present and where they are), the rest is fluff
Note: This post makes Myshuno for me!
When the sun went down in the evening, the group gathered around the fire pit and sat watching the flickering flames. Angie and Luke sat nestled together, holding hands, his arm around her shoulders. Shane seemed pensive, Jessi seemed relaxed, and Matt seemed bored.
Matt poked a long stick into the fire watching sparks fly from the burning wood. Then he dragged the end of the stick on the ground drawing out patterns in the sand. Suddenly inspired, he sat up straight and looked up at the others.
“You know what we’re missing? A ghost story.” His suggestion was met with a tepid response.
“Do you know any ghost stories?” Shane asked.
Matt thought a moment. “Okay, I’ve got a good one . . .” Matt went on to tale the tale of the small town of New Eden and how a stranger carrying a mysterious virus washed to shore one day. As he related the horror and desperation of the town’s people trying to ward off the impending zombie invasion in all of its glorious gory details, he was on his feet gesticulating wildly and acting out some of the most action packed scenes.
Even Shane was taken away from his preoccupying thoughts and couldn’t suppress an amused smirk at Matt’s enthusiasm.
When he reached the end of the tale, he sank down to his seat as if in exhaustion.
“And that was the last of the zombies left in New Eden . . . or was it?”
When he stopped talking, there was a moment of silence among the group. Only the breeze through the branches and the distant lapping of waves from down at the beach was heard.
Jessi broke the moment first with a laugh. “Where on earth did you come up with all of that?”
Matt shrugged. “I had an older brother who watched a lot of horror movies. So who wants to hear another one?”