Couldn’t wait for today! I am so addicted to Friday Fictioneers. For those that don’t already know, Friday Fictioneers is a group of bloggers from around the world who create a story in 100 words from a photo prompt posted by our host, Rochelle Wissoff-Fields each Wednesday. My contribution is posted below the photo prompt, as always comments are most welcome, good or bad (constructive please!) and will ensure a reciprocal visit. I hope you enjoy!
Lamps: copyright Rochelle Wissoff-Fields
Beneath (98 words)
“Ninety-six steps, then a door at the bottom,” Carl panted, climbing up through the trapdoor.
“I don’t like it.” Said Lucy, fingering her crucifix.
“Stay here then,” shrugged Carl, lighting another lamp. “Aren’t you curious?” He smiled, then disappeared below, lamplight bobbing and dancing down the narrow, curving walls.
Contrary to instinct, she picked up the other lamp and followed, Carl already out of sight.
Down and round, down and round.
A cold breeze became a gust, and then from above… Slam!
Her lamp sputtered and died.
“Carl?” She sobbed, her feeble, cracking voice unanswered in the darkness.