Writing Prompt

It all started with the old cars hidden in the woods and their inhabitants.

When the New World began rising, it started making its way into the broken one. Some of the first places to experience the sudden emergence were small towns; the type with a lane of old-fashioned shops and businesses with houses littering the terrain within a quarter to half mile radius. Places such as these were forced ...

It all started with the old cars hidden in the woods. I didn’t ever watch the damn news. Being a 37 year old office manager, somehow my agenda never made time for it. Oh hell, I lived in St. George, Utah, nothing happened there, why would I watch it?

Then how come 4 cars were lined up off to the side of the dirt road? I’d taken the long way home, missing the turn and Google Maps lousy directions,...

It all started with the old cars hidden in the woods.

"SERIOUSLY?" Natt's voice echoed through the trees, "_This_ is what you bring me at 2 AM for?"

Hunter smirked, "Relax. It's just a little adventure." he spread his hands as if to show a cinematic panorama, "You and me against the unknown."

"I personally think you're a complete idiot to deliberately walk into a cursed place like that!" She...

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It all started with the old cars hiding in the woods. Theo wasn’t supposed to be in the woods. His mum liked to say that the monsters would get him if he went there. But Theo liked to explore. Monsters be damned. Plus he had Wilkie his teddy with him. One of Wilkie’s ears was torn, and the lustre of his brown coat had faded some. But what did you expect, thought Theo. That’s what you got when ...

It all started with the old cars hidden in the woods. Charlie Mi was the one who’d found them, said he

He said he'd found them on a random Sunday afternoon while wandering around Shadowbrook with nothing to do.

“It’s just down this way for a bit longer,” Charlie said. There was a slight crack to his voice, for just a split second. The confidence that he had when we entered Shadowbrook was gone,...

_January 4th, 1963. Somewhere Woods._

_'There's an old car in the woods that seems to be related to the case you're tracking. Why don't ya' go investigate it? Huh? Could give you some new information on whatever you were doing in the first place.'_

Cicadas chirping breaks the silence of the area that was currently occupied by an individual. The individual scoffs a bit, a frown dusting their face ...

_It all started with the old cars hidden in the woods_.

“Weirdest case I’ve ever done,” muttered Talon as he read over the file he’d been given earlier that day.

He read about all of the cars in the woods, and how they had been there for over a decade, some even more.

The young detective was on his way to Garhound National Park, a trail that led through a deep patch of woods in a giant valley.

...

“Snap out of it,”

The clap of Sienna’s manicured hands calls me back to reality. Like miniature bells, the tips of her rings clink against one another, jagged-cut jade and silver chiming before me.

I blink, breaking out of my daze with a deft rub over my eyes. “Yeah. Right. Sorry.”

“Where is your head at?” Sienna laughs, taking a long sip from her Solo cup. She tosses a few of her jewel-woven br...

It all started with the old cars hidden in the woods,

Daredevil teens rampaging the metallic graveyard,

Before a group of kids fell before it,

Creaking and dry joints screaming for oil,

An imaginative teleportation device,

A place where rust meets blood.

Children to teens,

The daredevils before them slowly coursing through their blood, spilling out of their scraped knees.

A group o...

**Reactivity warning: This short story includes the description of sexual assault; readers please take care.**

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"It all started with the old cars hidden in the woods..." her voice wavered. Meena's hair was disheveled, her clothing was tattered and despite not having purchase, her dirt filled nails were scratching at the table. Her eyes were wild, as if she experienced unworldly things durin...