Daily Prompt #29: Lazy Day Pt. II

Previously On Quarterstories . . . A rumbling sound began to shake the building. Tiles from the ceiling began falling. Tables toppled, glass began cracking, and the games in the back began to falter their sounds slowing. A ringing from the jukebox pierced the air when I saw his grandfather run and hop over the... Continue Reading →

Daily Prompt #28: Lazy Day

"Of course," I said stepping forward, "Nothing at all foreboding about a creepy little box you found in the attic of your grandfather's old house. Hey, while we're at it, wanna hold some lit firecrackers in our hands? Might be fun," I said sarcastically.

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