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laceblade ([personal profile] laceblade) wrote2002-07-14 09:01 pm

Weird little bugger

Alright, this isn't my greatest writing, I'm warning you now. I got the idea while turning into an empty parking lot by myself, but it's just a sketchy little thing. Completely unrealistic and cheesy, but I have to write ideas down or else I go insane.

Mary sighed as she got in her car. She had agreed to help at the church’s youth choir not because she wanted to, but for the community service hours she would gain. Noisy little brats... It was a waste of time, and no matter what she did, they all sounded awful. Whatever. She didn’t really care, and the kids’ parents would pay no mind.
As much as she hated coming to teach, she didn’t want to go home either. Just another lonely, depressing night at home, and she was sick of it. Sick of her life. Everything was always the same, and even the exciting things never lasted long.
Mary started driving, not really caring where she was to end up. She sang along to cheesy love songs on the radio, only depressing herself further. Suddenly, she realized that she had gone down the road too far and no longer knew where she was.
Easy enough to fix, too bad. It would be nice to not know what was coming next for once.
She turned left onto a side street, and then right into the parking lot of a deserted factory-type-looking building. As she eased the car into the parking lot, lights snapped on and she was temporarily blinded.
“Ah, Jeezus!” she cried, stepping on the brake. When she could see again, there were five men dressed in black all around her car. All had their legs spread, and were aiming guns at her head. “Oh, hell, this is great. Just fucking great.”
“Get out of the car, Miss. And don’t even think about trying anything.” Mary turned off the car and obliged. The men surrounded her and started walking, and she had no choice but to follow the man in front of her. One guy stepped out of the close-knit group and opened a metal door, holding it for all of them. It slammed shut behind him. They walked down the hallway and turned left into another one, and then the same man opened another metal door. The five turned to glare at Mary, and she stepped into the empty room. The door-opener gently pulled the door shut, but instead of closing all the way, the door stopped just before the doorframe. Footsteps clicked, and a husky voice sounded.
“What did she see?” The man who had ordered her to get out of the car answered,
“Nothing, sir, she just pulled into the parking lot.”
“You moron. She isn’t going to see nuclear weapons from the goddamn parking lot.” The men in black shifted uneasily on their feet. Mary did a double take – nuclear weapons? What the hell?
“Well, ah, sir, we thought it was procedure to bring in anyone who entered the premises and lock them up so they can’t tell anyone.”
“By premises, I meant the building. Not the parking lot.”


Yeah, I know. My idea just kinda stops there. Sucks for you, :P

(Anonymous) 2002-07-15 07:38 pm (UTC)(link)
jackie, even though you didn't think that was good, it was better than anything i wrote..keep it up!
Biswaw
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[identity profile] mystickeeper.livejournal.com 2002-07-15 09:28 pm (UTC)(link)
Awwww! *huggles Biswaw* Come back here right now! ::blows up Utah::