Out of the Basement Part 7

The fire danced across the concrete floor, following the liquid, moving towards the mattresses. Laughter trailed down the upstairs hallway, soundtrack to the chaos before them. His mouth opening in a shocked ‘O’, feeling the splinters move under his skin, Tim stood immobile, mesmerized by the flames.  Continue reading

Out of the Basement Part 6

Tim’s face hurt. Shards of wood slit his skin and sweat oozed into the cuts, burning, bringing tears to his eyes. He grimaced thinking how long it’s gonna take to remove all the splinters and he pictured Jason’s face, screwed up in concentration with a pair of tweezers in his hand, leaning towards him. A creaking stair brought his mind into the present. Danger was upstairs.  Continue reading