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JustPrompts: Jail Cell Photo
Oct. 12th, 2008 10:38 pmSeen here: http://i34.tinypic.com/10e0gvm.jpg
It hadn’t looked like a jail cell.
In the beginning, it had been a place of wonder. A place where he could invent to his heart’s content, work on a project that seemed simply amazing. And if anything seemed surreal about it, anything out of place, he soon pushed it (had it pushed) from his mind.
Then came the operating table, and the cell door slammed shut amid screams of pain and blood and metal and bone and Hedgethorn and running running RUNNING
And for twenty years, he’d been locked inside. A prisoner of an old house with a too-large basement. A prisoner of a creature beyond human comprehension. A prisoner of his own amnesia.
It hadn’t looked like a jail cell.
But then, the worst ones seldom did.
It hadn’t looked like a jail cell.
In the beginning, it had been a place of wonder. A place where he could invent to his heart’s content, work on a project that seemed simply amazing. And if anything seemed surreal about it, anything out of place, he soon pushed it (had it pushed) from his mind.
Then came the operating table, and the cell door slammed shut amid screams of pain and blood and metal and bone and Hedgethorn and running running RUNNING
And for twenty years, he’d been locked inside. A prisoner of an old house with a too-large basement. A prisoner of a creature beyond human comprehension. A prisoner of his own amnesia.
It hadn’t looked like a jail cell.
But then, the worst ones seldom did.
