Dancing Even Him?


(a very rushed game) by Richard Otter

[Written for the The Hourglass Competition - 3rd Three Hour Comp 2006]

You enjoyed the party at your good friends Tom and Clare last night. Good food, plenty to drink and loads of chat. You can't really remember what fool suggested getting the quija board out and then if that wasn't bad enough it moved onto a séance.

You felt such a fool sitting round the table, the eight of you holding hands. With nothing but the gentle flicker of candlelight illuminating the faces you started to feel queasy. Too much food and drink you thought.

When you finally got to bed you started having some really weird dreams. Suddenly you wake with a jolt.

You are not in bed, you are not even in your bedroom. You appear to be in a darkened high sided room with a light source high above your head. The floor seems to be made up of very large round objects piled on top of each other.


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