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Dec
The phone rang, once. Then it stopped.
The phone rang, once. Then it stopped. Again.
A knock sounded at the door, twice. Then that stopped.
A knock sounded at the door, thrice. Then a pause.
A solitary thump. A body striking a door, perhaps?
Somewhere, a window shattered. Then another.
Plasterboard crumbled, leaving only bare beams. Dust choked the room.
Furniture spun about the room, breaking apart. Then in another room.
A beam broke with a snap. The ceiling fell in.
A knock sounded at the door, twice. The door collapsed.
The phone rang, once.
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Icy Sedgwick on 12.09.2010
This is awesome!
Adam Byatt on 12.11.2010
Great imagery.
The Four Part Land on 12.11.2010
Thanks, both of you. Was something I did one morning as a break from exams. I’m glad it turned out the way it did.