Five Card Story: Abandoned shop

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a Five Card Flickr story by Chloe created Jan 10 2014, 06:44:55 am. Create a new one!

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Elliott was a young nineteen years old boy. He seemed like a kind and caring boy but he wasn't. Taking part in a criminal act, he was in the middle of the judge's room, waiting to see if he would go to prison. He and his friend Blake had broken into a shop, stealing all its money.

"I demand that Elliot King shall go to prison for nine years! Stealing money from a shop is illegal and absolutely disappointing. He must pay for his actions!" A woman with short black hair exclaimed.

The judge took a while to think, wondering if he should agree a not. Elliott started to fall asleep as there was no answer. Awaken by the noise of a hammer being smashed on a table, he stiffened.

"I now declare nine years of prison for sir Elliott King." The judge coughed a little as he had chocked on his words.

"No!" Elliott screamed in absolute shock.

As fast as he could, he ran as fast as he could. He had to escape prison. He looked behind him to see a bunch of policemen chasing after him. After entering the woods, he had lost the policemen. He walked a little before seeing a "Do not enter" signal.Being a rebel, he jumped over the sign and entered the area.

There was a little alley, leading him to an old store. It was named "Hannah's hot pie". Observing the shop, he had guessed it had been abandoned. Curiously, he knocked on the door. There was no answer. Entering the shop, he glanced at the old dusty tables. He made his way to the kitchen seeing if anybody was there.

Once in the kitchen, a window appeared. As he looked through thew window, he saw the sea. It was weird because there was no sea near his town. Had he disappeared to somewhere else? He suddenly heard a creek from above. getting out of the kitchen, he realized there were some stairs.

Once he had finished going up to stairs, he inspected the room. It seemed as if he was in another place. The room was decorated as if the shop was in Saudi Arabia. He glanced around, spotting an old woman.

Happily hoping near her, he asked "excuse me, where am I?"

The woman did not answer. Being sneaky, he carefully sneaked behind the woman's back. She was writing something, like a story. Elliott squinted his eyes to try to read the story. He let out a screamed as he saw the words "Die."

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