Subject: Describe an object you made up
Time Period: About 4:30 in the afternoon – or any
Length: 500 Words
Restrictions: This is just about describing an object. Go into good detail, but make sure its a fictional object.
Jason carefully walked down the steps into the basement. He blinked his eyes several times attempting to adjust to the darkness. “I can’t see anything,” he whispered.
Tina followed Jason down, covering her nose and mouth with her arm. “It stinks,” Tina whispered from under her arm. “Take my flashlight,” she said handing him a small penlight.
“I can’t see anything with that tiny light. I’ll just use my phone,” Jason said taking out his i-Phone. After thumbing the screen for a few seconds a light on the backside lit up. “The musty smell is from the mold down here.”
“I hate it, I want to leave,” Tina said with her arm still over her face.
“Wait!” Jason raised his voice before resuming his whisper. “Steve told us about something strange being down here today after our kendo practice at Davies Gym.”
“What if we get caught or run into a burglar? You should’ve brought your shinai for protection.”
“We won’t get caught. It’s in the middle of the night. Besides, this house has been abandoned for years,” Jason said as he slowly walked deeper into the basement.
Tina slowly shuffled her feet forward, holding her penlight in front of her with both hands as if it were a sword. “Let’s just leave,” Tina said.
“Someone left a bag down here.”
“Great, then you look and I’ll stay here.”
“It’s bogu! I think this is Argus’s equipment! I guess it explains why he wasn’t at practice today.”
“What, Argus missed practice?” Tina asked.
“I know, it’s not like him. He’s always so eager to practice,” Jason said while sifting through the bag. “I’ll take it back with me and give it to him later.”
“How could have just forgotten it down here? He paid a lot of money for that?”
Jason laughed. “Yeah, didn’t we all. There is something else here, but I cannot see it well. Bring your light over here too.”
“Fine, but then let’s get out of here.”
Jason knelt down next to a long piece of dark stone. “I don’t know what it is, but it’s at least five feet long and three feet wide.” He held the light next to the stone seeing an onyx like material. Dirt covered the base but he could see feet that have been carved out. “What is this?”
“There’s a face here. It looks like a statue lying on its back.”
Jason shot to his feet and widely opened his eyes, “Good god, don’t blink! Whatever you do, don’t blink!”
“Keep your voice down. And what are you talking about?” Tina asked.
Jason shook his head, “Sorry, I saw something like this in a show once.”
“Great. I bet it was in the SIU Animation Club, right?”
“What? No,” Jason said kneeling back down.
“Look here at the skin, it looks spongy,” Tina said, pointing her finger.
“Don’t touch it!” Jason said shining his light over the face of the statue. It appeared to be a woman with long hair in a dress. Such a sad look etched into her face. The stone around the face and neck appeared to be a lighter color and different texture. Perhaps this was to make it resemble skin. With his light, he traced the face down to the neck but could not see a separation in the stone. It appeared to be the same piece. The details of the clothes, hair and facial features were so fine it had to take years to make this. Running his light down to the hands, he could see the fine details of the wrinkles in the skin and the roundness of the knuckles. He was amazed how lifelike they were. Almost too lifelike. A chill ran down his spin. He backed up. “Something’s not right here.”
“Yeah, besides being down in a cold dark basement in the middle of the night?”
“I’ve got a bad feeling about this,” Jason said.
“Let’s go then. I don’t need to solve this mystery. This ain’t CSI Carbondale!” Tina said moving back to the statues face. “We can leave this statue here all by herself,” she said as she ran her hand down the statue’s face.
As Tina’s hand touched the statue’s face, tiny blue lights lit up from within.
Jason gasped and back up. “What did you do?”
Tina remained silent seemingly entranced by the lights. Jason inched closer peering into the statue. There were over fifty points of blue lights from inside the statue lighting up at one time. In his mind, he could hear cries for help. Distinctly he could hear Argus’s voice telling him to run. Are these lights souls?
Jason panicked. He jumped to his feet just as the eyes from the statue lit up with a blinding white light.
“I think they went in here,” John said walking into the basement a few minutes later.
“Let’s find them and get out of here. They’re showing Vampire Hunter D at the Animation club tonight and I don’t want to miss it,” Ben said following behind.
“Well, there no one down here now. Hey! Someone left their i-Phone, let’s check it out.”