Writing Prompt

Karyss kept staring at the book. She still didn’t understand what ‘41.384318555670° N and -93.786874236092° W’ meant. She knew that they were coordinates, but to where?

For now she pushed that aside and wondered how she got into someone else’s house?

Karyss carefully got out of the bed she was in and made sure she didn’t make any creaks to se old wooden boards that made the floor as ...

My eyes flicker at the light beaming at me, I squint as my eyes struggle. My back hurts and I see many cuts on my left arm. The sheets seem so soft and fluffy- like clouds on a summer night- I’m melting in the sheets with the sun glowing behind the bed. I rub my eyes and look around, despite the cuts, my skin is dangerously smooth and shiny. I realise I’m wearing silk -its so soft. Shorts that ba...

(DangaRonpa inspired)

—Yawn’.. Ah.. shit my body. Shouldn’t have been in a daze like that, probably missed the whole lesson. Professors going to be-

{ He looked around, after finally getting his eyes to wake up. }

If i’m even in professor’s classroom right now. Where the hell- *DOINK*-

AH .. ouch where did - what? Coordinates? I don’t even know how to read coordinates dude. Byebyeee.

{H...

I wake up with a start, shooting up in my chair so fast I fall backwards before I hit the ground. My head is pounding from the fall and my impromptu sleep on the uncomfortable wooden table.

I look around to see I am in a house, but it’s not mine. My house is painted all different shades of blue with white furniture. This house is painted a dull grey color with cheap old wood furniture that looke...

Feeling so groggy still trying to focus my eyes and my brain. Looking at this sketchbook determining where it is trying to lead me, and looking around seeing I am not at home. Someone had to have slipped something in my drink last night. No one knew I was going to be there except my captain? Who did this, bringing me here and leaving me with some coordinates. So getting up looking around to find t...

Stretching out of a deep sleep, I blinked awake. The struggling light suggested early morning. Okay. My hands good I had two of them roamed my body assessing for injuries. Scars nothing fresh breasts that’s a change swollen right knee and a broken no make that a twisted right ankle. My eyelids fluttered close. Damn, this body was exhausted. I sank back onto my backpack.

I dreamt I was back in my...

‘This, this is isn’t right’ thought John to himself as he looked at the pages. He might not know exactly what it was, but the large type face letters on the cover of the sketchbook brought horror to his face. He scanned it meticulously and sure enough it read, “property of Homeland Security.” He groaned, he thought it was over. He thought he had escaped the maze of events but there it was, staring...

Something was poking my neck.

I shifted my head to get rid of the abhorrent sensation. The attempt was futile.

I rolled my head to the left then to the right. The sharp object was digging into my skin now.

I opened my right eye and the room slowly came into focus. It took me a second to adjust to the natural light pouring in from the window.

I shifted my vision to the white book laying next...

I took a deep inhale and blinked my eyes open, rolling over. The sun was streaming through my curtains. It was Sunday. Awesome. As I rolled over, something hard in my bed hit my arm. My slightly closed eyes snapped open and I looked beside me. It was a.. sketchbook? But it wasn't mine. I mean, sure, I know I have a lot of sketchbooks, but I'm pretty sure I didn't have one that was gilded in gold. ...

I sit at the end of your bed,

you have already left,

but you gifted me your journal,

with your next clue.

It reads ‘i love you, come find me’,

with some coordinates,

and your name signed too.

I leave your apartment,

and drive to your new secret place,

It’s a bench by the coast,

with a note tied to it- a new chase.

The note reads:

‘past the sandy cove,

your lover lies,

with a (hastily prepared) ...