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Drew's Prompts - 2. Atop the Height

This is a part of the GA Newsletter Game. The game calls for writing a 300-500 word scene. So, be aware that this isn't a "complete" story.
My nouns are: height and grave.

Dean came stumbling out of the bedroom, fighting off an earsplitting headache and a rebellious stomach. He turned to his right, in the direction of his bathroom, in hopes of easing the pain wreaking havoc on his body. But, he was met by a wall, and Dean went crashing down with a curse.

A wall? No… that can’t be right.

He looked up, and sure enough there was a wall before him. A wall, when there should have been a hallway leading to the rest of his apartment.

Dean gave the wall a closer look, and saw that it was made of wooden paneling- something too rustic for his tastes. So, he wasn’t in his apartment. So then… where was he?

He got up quickly to take stock of his surroundings, but the sudden movement didn’t sit well with his headache, and he held his hands to his temple for a few moments, as he got on an even keel. When he did, Dean looked behind him, and saw he was in a hallway after all, but, unlike in his apartment, it led in the opposite direction. He began opening the doors on either side of the hall, the first was another bedroom, the second was a closet, and the third- jackpot!

Several minutes later, Dean was feeling better. He had emptied his stomach, and the ibuprofen from the medicine cabinet had been a godsend. He left the bathroom, and made his way to what he assumed would be the living area. Dean took it all in, the wood-paneled walls, the stone fireplace, and the bearskin rug on the floor- this was definitely not his modern apartment. The only thing that could be called modern in the room, was the flat screen TV mounted above the fireplace.

This may have not been his apartment, but… it looked familiar. He walked further into the room, towards the fireplace, and picked up one of the picture frames. It was of a smiling family, and in the middle of them all, was himself! And like that, he remembered where he was- his family’s summer cabin. He hadn’t been here in a long time, not since… no, he wouldn’t go there.

He had to get out of here.

With that in mind, Dean opened the front door and found himself before the Height. Dean stared, shocked, but then Dean remembered he had a grave to visit up there. He couldn’t take it, he closed the front door, and fell to his knees, overwhelmed by the memories washing over him. He had gotten shitfaced drunk last night, that is why he woke up with an unruly stomach and a piercing headache, he was hungover. And then the Height came back into his mind. It was his area’s highest cliff, and as a result, it was a popular place for hikers and climbers alike- he and his best friend included. His best friend... whose grave was atop the Height.

Copyright © 2017 Drew Espinosa; All Rights Reserved.
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Drew Espinosa
8 hours ago, Mikiesboy said:

Sad .. the end gave me chills..

To get that reaction from an author I deeply admire, means a whole lot to me. :*) 

 

8 hours ago, Mikiesboy said:

are you planning to do more with this, Drew?

Right now, I don't know. I think I did reasonably well in doing this scene justice, but a full fledged story? I don't know... :unsure:

 

Thank you tim! :hug: 

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Drew Espinosa
5 hours ago, Valkyrie said:

Nice job, Drew.  You incorporated the required elements seamlessly and showed us what was happening vs. telling.  It was very sad, but well done. :hug: 

Ya know, I knew I didn't want to say "Dean was hungover" up front, so I spent time creating a visual instead, as a result I have become much more appreciative of the phrase, "show, don't tell." :) 

 

Thank you Val, it means a lot that you liked it! :hug: 

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