Shrouded In Mystery

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Mystery and Crime  |  House: Booksie Classic
A short story of an "accident"

Submitted: September 16, 2013

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The air, tainted with inexplicable odors, suffocated the vicinity. The stench of ash and smoke arose as I came to my senses. There was also a distinct smell separate from the others, a foul, retched redolence that smothered my mouth. As I lifted the metal doors that are my eyes, I quickly shut them as the intense feeling of singeing spread throughout my face. I instinctively roll over and crawl forward. Disoriented and in agony, I continue to push myself through what seems to be burnt rocks and asphalt. As I continue, my head slams into a tall, flat surface. I open my eyes to find myself on all fours in a charred hole in the ground. I sit upright and begin to assess the moment. The crater must have been a hundredth of a mile in diameter. The crater itself wasn’t too steep, but the things in it were terrifying. Burnt flesh and bones scattered all around and covered my bare chest. This was something out of a horror movie that has become a reality. As I look around, the disgust and nausea had got to me and begin to vomit. When I finish what needed to be done, I begin to climb out of the hole. Attempting to recall what had happened has no purpose for me. All I need to do is get out. As I reach the rim of the hole I begin noticing the muffled sounds of police and ambulance sirens overwhelm me. Hope begins to spark as my energy is revitalized and I crawl out. As I stand upright my vision begins to blur and go deaf. I sink to my knees, face covered in tears as a paramedic rushes to my side. I begin to fade to black as a single word slips into my mind: bomb. My eyes widen as my memories begin to flow back. I yell out loud, “Hold on!” The Paramedic releases his grip on me as I yelled. I begin to stumble towards the hole, tears in my eyes and laughing maniacally yelling, “Hah, I knew it!” A sharp sound splits through the air and my laughing stops. I’m now fading to black once again and a chilling feeling begins to fill my body. My body tumbles down the hole only to hear paramedics rushing after me. Officers’ voices buzzing around looking for the suspect, but even they know it’s useless. So my story comes to an end as my corpse is lifted from the  hole along with the others and my memories lost in the echo.


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