Monday, October 5, 2015

100 Words a Day 713

The truck idled at the edge of the ruins. The cab was filled with apprehension. Everyone strained to make out any details of the fallen city. All they could see was destruction. They knew, however, the place was as full of danger as it was treasure.

“Well, I guess there’s nothing else but to head in.”

“Yeah.”

Chris swallowed and tightened his grip on his rifle. His hands were sweaty on the barrel.


“Hold on to your butts,” Alex said as he slid the truck into gear and started down the road. Eyes darted continuously, alert for any unknown dangers.

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