Like the typical lemmings they were, within minutes Donny’s friends had abandoned him. the house was empty except he and Lena. “Now what?” Lena asked, fiddling with her lip ring. “I’m sure it’s nothing, probably just one of Michael’s robots or tarantulas. Come on, let’s go see.” The two of them tip-toed to the door marked ENTER AT YOUR OWN RISK, and Donny pushed the door with his index finger. It creaked open slowly, revealing a burnt-out semi-circle of a room with what used to be the right wall and ceiling completely missing, and Donny got a very bad feeling in his stomach as he stared into the starry sky. “Whatever happens, don’t tell my parents about any of this,” he told Lena, stepping over the broken glass beakers and charred books that comprised the rubble on Michael’s floor. Meanwhile in the chicken coop, a visitor with a very large tail and a set of shiny, red scales settled into Roost 2. Aloysius the chicken pecked once from his neighboring seat, then thought better of it. Prompt: Run With It, August 2013
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