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Submitted by The Astonomer

Write a single scene about a chase.

It could be high speed, a car chase, someone on the run, anything you associate with a chase.

Writings

Drivers Ed

The car swirled out onto on coming traffic, he gripped the steering wheel tightly, as I sat in the passenger seat.


“Turn the car around Ryan!” I yelled.


“I can’t— I’ve been working so hard for this moment! You know, this is your fault for being a terrible driver!”


“Am not! And I needed that time with Mrs. Kristyn!” I crossed my arms. Then I heard it, sirens. Police sirens. “Pull over Ryan!”


“I...

Swift Justice ep1

An arrow clattered through the brush, narrowly missing Jenn to the left. She did not slow her pace, but rather redoubled her effort to plunge into the deep forest. Another missile skimmed over her right shoulder and left a small laceration as it passed and she cried out in pain without slowing. The thick growth prevented her pursuers from giving chase on horseback, forcing them to dismount and ...

The Chase

She was sneaking up on her target. Crouched down into the long grass she was barely visible. She moved a few inches closer. Then stopped. Sharpening her ears to hear any movement ahead. Through the leaves of the grass she couldn‘t really see anything. When she was sure that she wasn‘t made she moved even closer. Then she jumped.

Mid-air she saw the movement in the corner of her eyes and when she l...

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Pitch Black

It’s pitch black, but darkness extends your aural terrain. If you stop breathing, faint squelching sounds tingle your eardrums in the space between your heartbeats. You: sweat-drenched, bloodstained, wild-eyed. Now: seemingly calm in the spine-chilling realisation that you’re no longer alone. And that your hideout has now become a death trap, as the squelching sounds now match the rhythm of your h...

Crystals

I ran down the dark alleyway, not slowing down despite almost falling over. My lungs screamed in protest and I was sure that my legs were going to fall off any second now. But I kept running. Stopping would be far worse than not.


“Get back here Guardian Walker!” I hear a voice from behind me.


Like hell I’m going to stop, but I couldn’t run forever. I gripped my black bag, it’s now or never. I ...

No You Don’t

“IM SORRYYY,” Travis whines, dodging chairs and other objects being thrown while keeping a fast speed.


— Travis ate one of Zane’s prized possessions. A Chocolate Chip Cookie —


”NO YOU-” Zane lunges, pinning Travis to the ground with a loud thud, “Don't.”


“Owww,” Travis whimpers, “can’t you share for once.”


”In. Your. Dreams,” Zane growls.


”Okay, got it,” Travis winces, giving a thumbs up as Z...

An R&R Story: Giving Chase

Rylee snatches Ravi’s shirt from a chair beside the hotel bed and pulls it over her head, breathing his scent in.


He’s sleeping in a bed beside hers, too shy to share a bed with her, not knowing how to tell her where he wants to sleep.


She watches his handsome face in the dark, his black scruff pushed against the poofy pillows. She sighs, he’s so cute. Something Rylee will never deserve.


“Ravi,...

Chasing

Run after her.

Stop her at the door.

Fumble with her emotions.


That’s right, lay them out.

All on the table, what do you see?


She loves you, she loves you not.

Dandelions dance on the breeze.

Emotions swirl in the wind.


Count to ten and start again.

She loves you, she loves you not.


*One, two, three…*


Grab ahold of the surface.

Dance along the edges.

Take the blade.

Shove it deep.


*Four, fiv...

Chased To You

“Has anyone seen Jessica?”

It was a typical day at Mt. Shirley’s. Us girls were all huddled behind the playground, hiding from a mob of boys who just spent the past 15 minutes chasing us around the school. Don’t be the slowest, don’t stand alone. Those were the rules I lived by. I didn’t know what would happen if I was caught - still don’t - but the thought alone kept me running. All was good...

Giving Chase (A R&R Story)

Rylee snatches Ravi’s shirt from a chair beside the hotel bed and pulls it over her head, breathing his scent in.


He’s sleeping in a bed beside hers, too shy to share a bed with her, not knowing how to tell her where he wants to sleep.


She watches his handsome face in the dark, his black scruff pushed against the poofy pillows. She sighs, he’s so cute. Something Rylee will never deserve.


“Ravi,...