Wrap up Thank you all for joining us for the 4th annual Spook-tober! I hope you enjoyed our new take on things, and I hope you will enjoy more to come. This year I’m hoping to revive Scribble City and bring even more in for 2025 and beyond. So please stay tuned!
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Spook-tober 2024
Day #31 – by Amber Averay (continued from Day #30): Mocking laughter swirled about me, pressing in from every direction. The trees seemed to close in, the dirt path shrinking into a narrow ribbon that barely seemed wider than a tightrope. Dark clouds billowed over the horizon, slinking through the woods, filling the sky withContinue reading “Spook-tober 2024”
Spook-tober 2024
Day 30 I leaped into nothing, the log was a figment of my imagination. I hung in the air for a moment, and came down hard on my already injured ankle. I swore, and scrambled to my feet—was anything I experienced real? When had I lost touch with reality—or had I never been? I feltContinue reading “Spook-tober 2024”
Spook-tober 2024
Day #29 – by Amber Averay (continued from Day #28): The bruised fog chased me, dogging my every faltering step, crawling about my ankles and licking up my calves. It toyed with me, trying to catch my feet, trip me up, send me sprawling to the ground. I’d fallen enough – in more ways thanContinue reading “Spook-tober 2024”
Spook-tober 2024
Day 28 A voice whispered in my ear, “Be careful what you wish for! Run little rabbit—RUN!” I pulled at my hair, and purple mist swirled around me… I screamed and bolted. I would not be locked up again!
Spook-tober 2024
Day #27 – by Amber Averay (continued from Day #26): Legs pumping, feet stumbling over tufts of dry grass and ropey roots shooting through the earth, I questioned everything. Was this real? Could I really be racing along a dirt track, sucking fresh air into my lungs, or was I still back there, captive inContinue reading “Spook-tober 2024”
Spook-tober 2024
Day 26 I was enveloped in a warm sleepy haze, but fear clawed at my gut. My eyes snapped open as a purple haze began to ensnare me. I sprang to my feet. “You’re not playing fair!” Insidious laughter followed me as I bolted for home.
Spook-tober 2024
Day #25 – Amber (continued from Day #24): Floating, drifting, nestled in warmth and cocooned in the comforting scent of woodsmoke and earth, I was moving slowly, smoothly, a soothing beat throbbing in my ear. Tired, I was so tired, my eyelids heavy as if weighted down with bags of sand. The sour dryness ofContinue reading “Spook-tober 2024”
Spook-tober 2024
Day 24 I was tried and nearly defeated, but I wasn’t going to let my captor win. I dragged leaden legs up an endless flight of stairs, and spat blood onto the sterile flags on the floor. I shoved the door ahead of me open, and was blinded by too brilliant daylight. I breathed freshContinue reading “Spook-tober 2024”
Spook-tober 2024
Day #23 – Amber (continued from Day #22): It was an odd sensation of deja-vu bleeding into new adrenaline-fuelled victory. I’d believed that I’d been running before; now, I truly was. But it wasn’t as sleek, as effortlessly athletic, as when I only imagined my desperate flight. Now I stumbled over my own feet, breathContinue reading “Spook-tober 2024”
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