Hello Hello and welcome to CAMP Nanowrimo! Also, this week’s microfiction Monday where I will be writing the prompt :Write a piece under 300 words, where a character walks into a room and sees that the room is empty, and that is a terrifying thing. Follow our non gender specific narrator as they walk into the empty room.
I could feel the pounding of my heart in my throat, threatening to choke me as they walked away laughing, telling me that it was very funny, but they had better things to do with their time than attend to pranks.
It wasn’t a prank though, it was in here, it tried to kill me and I locked it in this room, and it was empty now, and oh god I had never realized how terrifying an empty room could be.
I wanted to call them back, demand that they stay, or let me come with them, but it was like the words died on the way out, only a rasping noise escaping, not audible over the rumbling engine of the police cruiser parked in front of my house.
I stood paralysed, as the noise faded out, as my ears became adjusted to the silence, and the only sound I could hear was the pounding of my heart, the rushing whoosh of my own blood in my head.
Then I heard it, the scraping, shuffling noise, and for an instant I was relieved to know that it was real, that it wasn’t all in my head, then reality came rushing back along with the terror, and I knew that this was it, for me, it was all over.