The TGL Storytime: Dave's Story

Nate

Senior Member
This is how it works:

We will write a story together. Each post will contain the end of the previous sentence and start the next sentence.

Rules:

- Your post must make sense in the context of what is going on in the story.

- You can do anything you want but keep it as one start and one end.

- Try to leave the sentence open for the next person. Eg, if the previous sentence was "John was at the supermarket." Instead of this: "He decided to buy a.." try to do "He decided.." . This allows the next poster more creative wiggle room.

EXAMPLE:

Poster 1: "The wind was blowing heavily. Dave's hat.."

Poster 2: "..blew off and landed on the ground. Sylvia.."

Poster 3: "..picked up Dave's hat and handed it to him. She suggested.."

Poster 4: "..they should find somewhere warm for the night. The problem was.."

Poster 2: "..being homeless detectives was that they didn't really have a home to go to. So instead.."

Poster 3: "..they decided to turn off the wind machine they had found and keep snuggled up in the scrap heap they had found. The next morning.."

Person 1: "Sylvia woke to the smell of sausages. Suddenly Dave.."

Ill start:

Dave opened his eyes. He saw..

 
..that dreamed there was lots of bright flashing lights and people stood around him - at least it felt like a dream.. He decided to..

 
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... made a dash towards the old barn in the distance, hoping to beat the first drops of rain. As he moved along at a quick pace, he couldn't help but be reminded of...

 
.. this terrible memory of the last time he had been in a barn. He had been hiding then. Sliding in by the hay bales, he recalled the terrifying memory of ....

 
... if he had only spoken up sooner about what he knew, things would have been much different. Suddenly, with a loud boom...

 
.. , and he was terrified because he knew what it meant - they were coming. Before he could even react..

 
... he heard the wailing, and it wasn't the wind of the storm, it was of a higher pitch, a high wail of misery. He ran towards...

 
... both mesmerizing yet elusive as he ran towards it, trying to escape the sound that seemed to chasing him relentlessly, he made it to the stand of trees when ...

 
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