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The secret room

Short story By: Nixie
Flash fiction


Tags: Rumour, Key, Secret, Room, Sex


Well, I heard this rumour...


Submitted:Apr 10, 2008    Reads: 466    Comments: 13    Likes: 7   


What is a rumour? We all like to gossip don't we? What is this rumour but Chinese whispers sweeping over a population of people who require something more to make their lives that little bit more exciting? Well, let me answer that for you. Gossip is nothing but words, words twisted from one mouth to another. Am I right?

That's what I thought before I heard about a secret room, which is situated beneath a nightclub not far from my home town, here in England.

The rumour came to me through a friend, as most rumours do but for his sake and mine and can not go into details. When I heard about this room, I thought it intriguing. It's just a story after all, no harm! The difference is now, that I know that it's not just a story. I know that what he told me is based on truth, and this is why I have decided to once and for all put this rumour to bed.

To begin, I must explain what this room is about and why it is so secret. You see, this room is not available to everyone it can only be opened with a key. There's more than one key though, there are, so I have heard around about 20 keys. Only those who own a key can enter, no other persons are allowed to enter, that is the first rule.

The room is always locked, and those with keys can enter once a week, on a particular day at a set time. If you are lucky enough to have access to this room you will enter in complete darkness. Lights are to remain off at all times, this is the second rule.

There in the darkness, you will hear noises such as heavy panting, bodies thrusting, nails scratching and teeth grinding, that and the smell of passion that will send your pulse flying. Rumour has it that in this room, you can touch and not been seen. Kiss and not be rejected, fuck and not get fucked over!

Yes, in this secret room you can have your dirty little way without anyone knowing. No one will ever see your face. A nice analogy if you can't get any!

You must be wondering now how one would come to get their hands on a key - right? Well, I can't say, but what I can say is that it's not all it's cracked up to be. The reason I say that is because anyone who has been in possession of a key, has not long after been reported missing, or as a matter of fact been reported found dead!

This isn't a rumour. This is why you should all be careful should a key to a secret room be handed to you, usually with no questions asked.

Now I sit here folding such a key in my palm, remembering their words.

"May all your sexual fantasies and desires be released with this bronze key. Remember do not let anyone know about it, and no matter what, do not give the key away!"

The only question I have now is does it matter that I have not visited this room and if not, then how long do I have left before I become part of this rumour? Or for that matter, before the rumour proves true to you?

I guess, time will tell.




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