Thread: Non-Fiction: "Click"
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Old 06-30-2017, 10:36 PM   #1
treeman
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Oh dear...

There I was in the dark of night, heavily overcast on the outskirts of town, alone. In the distance I could see a faint street light. That was my goal, it was about a 5 minute run if I can keep up my pace. I take a few steps. I hesitate as a chill went through my spine. I move back to where I had started, the padlock is indeed locked. I try shaking it, searching the lengths of chain it holds to see if i had made a mistake.

I had not.

The padlock and chain was in place, locked and not leaving the fence. Sadly with the length of chain, my clothing was also fixed in place. The chain running through the arms of my shirt and jumper and the legs of my shorts and boxers meant not more clothing. Well unless I managed to get the key. That is when I turn back to the street light in the distance. A key I had left at the space of the street light on the rare case that I would actually do this. I have no choice now.

Guess there is no turning back now, I have to do this.


Hi Guys
It has been a while and thought I would put this up.
Not sure if this type of story would interest anyone and feedback is always appreciated!Let me know and I'll continue!
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