Five Card Story: The Golden Angel

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a Five Card Flickr story by kit created Apr 29 2012, 08:35:41 am. Create a new one!

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Jake woke suddenly to the sounds of screaming and the acrid smell of smoke. He lept out bed and raced to the door, opened it and poked his head round the frame. His sister,Corrie, sprinted down the hall away from the towering orange flames that engulfed everthing around them. He heard anothe noise; the frantic barking of a dog, "Freddy!" Jake shouted.
"don't worry" Corrie shouted back at him,"hes already out, just get yourself out!"
Jake bolted down the hall after Corrie. She franticly struggled with the front door, finnaly she managed to wrench it open, Jake rushed out after Corrie. The stumbled blindly down the front steps in the dark towards two dark silohettes that were calling our names, we rushed up to them. "Thank god you made it out!" our mother said. Freddy, our dog, sat on the damp grass, howling away. Our mother was clutching a small solid gold angel statue to her chest. I gasped as the shiny metal flickered in the firelight, "whoah" Jake exclaimed "what is that!?"
"It's a little statuette I inhierited from your grandmother" she replied. For some reason he didn't believe her. "Whoah" Jake repeated, the statuette had emerald eyes and a diamond on its forehead.
"Come on" Dad said "lets go stand by the road."

We wandered along in shock, as if we had only just realised that our house and all our possesions were going up in flames. Jake looked to the left, just as his mum's silohette toppled over in a stream of swear words, he heard a funny clicking noise as the statuette hit the ground after her. As he rushed to see if she was alright, he kicked something that had funny knobbly bits, Jake looked at the ground, to his left was half the golden statuette, rolling to halt five meters away was the other half. Gold statues don't just break in half he thought, something fishy is going on. Sure enough, concealed in the half that he had kicked was a small papyrus scroll. Jake carefully extracted the scroll from the cavity in the statuette half. He unrolled it, written on it were a jumble of Egyptian Hieroglyphics. "What the..." he Whispered. Out of the corner of his eye he saw a fist rushing towards his face; to late to react, then everthing went black...

To Be Countinued...

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