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Weekly Contest #350
Welcome readers!As I am sure all of you know a mysterious string of food stall robberies has occurred in our otherwise uneventful town. It has been all over the news and every crime blogger or mystery solver worth their name has fiercely discussed these cases and their connections on this forum. As so many of you have asked for, here I am, @DetectiveMushroom89, to give you my two cents on this conundrum. Let us start at the beginning with the first incident. Two months ago a hot dog stall, our beloved Hank’s Hot Dogs, on Main Street reporte...
Weekly Contest #348
A machine beeps steady at my side and a soft breeze caresses my face, making the ends of my hair tickle my skin. As my eyes open I am greeted by the morning sun, its rays spilling in from the open window. When was the last time the sun shone so brightly? Ever since I could remember the sky has been a dull grey. And the air! So… fresh. Not the slightest hint of that chemical smell or the bitter taste it leaves in your mouth. My attention turns to the beeping and the machine it belongs to. I am no stranger to hospitals and their equipment, I h...
Weekly Contest #326
The moon sat high tonight, a complete circle of shining silver. The damp stones of the path before her glistened in its light, a guiding path in the dark of night. A gentle breeze rustled the trees making the few leaves still clinging lose their grip and fall. Like dancers in red, orange and yellow they twirled and pranced before taking a rest on the ground. Littering the path with colourful splatches. The scratching sound of bare branches clanging together came with the wind and carried the scent of the fallen leaves. The wind pushed on her...
Beep. Beep. Beep. It is 06:00 in the morning and my alarm goes off. I sigh and sit up in my empty bed. The dark clings to the ceiling and spills down the walls of the room, just how I like it. The floor beneath my feet feels cold and it sets a shiver down my spine, goosebumps littering my arms. My mouth opens wide as if trying to devour the room. I hate mornings, but a good morning paves the way for a good day so I stand up and walk out of my bedroom. It is the middle of winter and as I try to look outside I am greeted by my reflection. I lo...
Weekly Contest #324
CW: Drowning Cold. Dark. Empty. Everything is cold, dark and empty. All around me. Not a sliver of light, sign of life or touch of warmth for as far as I can see. As I look up to the surface I see the sun trying to shine through the calm waters but the blue is an iron door, keeping it out and me in. The bubbles of my breath have long since left my lungs and reached the surface, as it did I imagine all I needed to tell you being written inside. Like a message in a bottle it would reach you in time for you to come and save me once more. As you...
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