A Month of Writing: August 3rd 2018

During the Month of August 2018, Each day I Wrote Two pages of fiction in my Travelers Notebook. Here are some of the extracts.

August 3rd

“I’m not going in there”

“Why not? We agreed we would do this together.”

“Yeah, well, I was drunk and things always seam like a good idea at that time.”

The two of them stood looking through the open door way in to the dark void.

“Are we still going through with this?” he said pushing passed the two of them with a T bar stand with two yellow woking lights on them trailing the power cable behind.

“All in.. Well she's starting to chicken out” smiling at her.

“Lets just do this” she said turning on her touch.

“and let their be light” he said, plugging in the lights in to the extension lead. plunging the darkness in to light. Yet it almost seamed that the darkness was eating the light. with them unable to she the end of this cavernous room beneath the building that they knew so well.

In front of them was a mound of dirt. creating the dusty damp smell. set in to the side of the mound were concrete slabs creating a path of steps. leading to the top.

The three of them stood looking at the make-shift path in fount of them.

“fine I’ll go first.” she said stepping in to the void. they all slowly step up the slabs laid before them, each step leaving a its mark in the fine layer of dust. 

“I think this place is bigger then just one shop.”

“There has always been rumours of tuners leading down to the beach from one of the old manor houses.”

“yeah but those tunnels would be small, I think, there meant to be centres old and these shops have only been her 80 years tops.”

As they reached the top the three of them stood with their touches shining in to the far distance, even the light from the working lights did not illuminate this basement void. 

“We should go” she said the tone of her voice authoritative.. the two of them turned their touches to where the beam of hers fell. They stood in science as they paned the beams of light below, the white beams hitting and reviling tomb stone upon tomb stone….