
The cellar of the church was very poorly lit. No one comes down here the Church Warden announced, you’re the first, for many many years, which is why we are still using candles.
She nodded, keen to get on and read the records she was seeking. The flame flickered and then reappeared. Thankfully her pencil zipped across the page, all the while she hoped the flame would not go out.
She wrote out another few pages then the flame flickered before finally turning the cellar deadly black. As she panicked, fear rising in her throat her thoughts were “Never again”
Interesting. I like it.
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It doesn't sound too good down there. I'd get out and fast. Nice one.
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Interesting…what was she looking for, and why never again? This needs to be continued !
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You've piqued my interest. I wonder what she found out and why 'never again.'
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