YELLOW BRICK ROAD

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Fantasy  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: June 30, 2019

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The last report he heard on the Kansas radio station was that a tornado was expected and residents should immediately evacuate. Grabbing his backpack and a small suitcase on wheels, he quickly stuffed them with a few provisions and treasured keepsakes and headed to the train station, the fastest way to leave town. Upon arrival, he was surprised to see that he was alone.

Dragging his suitcase behind him along the Track One yellow walkway, he peered into the train’s windows. It appeared to be empty; not a passenger could be seen. Like the calm before a storm, the station and the train was eerily quiet.

Lingering at an open doorway, about to board the train, his disturbing thoughts were disrupted by a loud keening noise. The tornado he had been warned about was peeling the roof off the station at an alarming rate. As the yellow walkway morphed into bricks and trembled underfoot, the train began to pull away. Throwing himself onto the train, he sprawled face down and discovered he was not alone.

As he looked at his crimson face reflected in a pair of shiny red shoes, he heard the conductor yelling, “The last train to Oz…”


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