Monday, October 1, 2018

The Red Door



PhotoPrompt #5


Running inside to answer the phone, Shelly called over her shoulder, “Tim, you wait for me before you open that cellar door, okay?”  Without waiting for an answer, Shelly grabbed the phone.

“Shelly…Shelly?  Is that you?”
  
“Hi, Grandma!  Didn’t expect to hear from you so soon after your visit yesterday!  What….”  

“Shelly, listen to me.  I found out about the folks who built your house.  Shelly, whatever you do, DO NOT open that cellar door!  You hear me…?  Shelly?”



A distant scream sounded and then the line went dead.

This was a post from June 2012 and then re-posted January 2016.


This is a post from ages ago, but I liked it.  It is the dark side in me--a dark twisted side.   June 4, 2012 seems so long ago...

25 comments:

  1. I always think twice about going down to the basement when I hear a noise.

    Tim should have listened to his wife, but then, do they ever?

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  2. Ooooh. I would like to hear this story fleshed out a bit.

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  3. You should have listened to your wife Tim. Really you should.

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  4. 2012 seems like a million years ago.....what the heck have I been doing in the meantime?

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    1. Six years flies by, we get older, and somehow everything still stands strong.

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  5. Sounds best to leave curiosity alone and avoid it.

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    1. It always amazes me the power of the short story, using minimum words that mean more.

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  7. Oooher.... I think I'd take the advise to steer clear!

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  9. Note to self; never buy a house where every single door has not been opened and the space inside inspected.

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    1. And, if the door is nailed shut, don't try to open it.

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  10. Dear Susan, I'm wondering if you read and enjoy the novels of Stephan King and Koonz (did I spell that right?). Your imagination, when given free rein, is that of a fiction writer. I can see where your daughter got her talent. Peace.

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    1. Thanks, Dee. I love the dark genre, but it has been some time since I peered through those pages. Haven't considered letting my imagination cut loose there. Hmmm.

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