draliman on life

Here is my story for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. This week’s photo was contributed by David Stewart.

“’Ere, is that a light over by the spooky underground entrance?”

“Maybe. Best take a look.”

They sauntered over. Overhead, thunder rumbled (ominously). One cautiously opened the door and flicked the light switch. The stairway (predictably) remained dark. Overhead, thunder rumbled (even more ominously).

“Should we look?”

“Are you kidding? In a film we’d be ‘Security Guards 1 and 2’. We wouldn’t even last to the opening credits!”

They left. Voices came from downstairs.

“Damn Hollyvood mooveess! Ve vill not be drinking bloot zis night, children.”

“Aw, Pappa, you promised…”

“Ve vill try ze goth nightclub. Ve vill fit right in!”

“Yay!”