
It had been quite a long while since Celia had taken a vacation. Now here she was, hiking the Appalachian Trail; it was the perfect get-away. The day was gorgeous and Celia was surprised to find she had the trail to herself. After about 90 minutes she came upon a split in the path. Placing her backpack on the ground, she pulled out a map and leaned against a tree. Suddenly there was a startling crack as the tree snapped in half. The ground beneath her gave out and she plummeted off the edge.
Celia had no idea how far she’d fallen or where she was. She called out but all she heard were her echoes. Celia was pretty badly bruised but she didn’t think anything was broken. It was a struggle but she made it to her feet; it was then she realized she didn’t have her backpack which meant no food, no water, no bandages and no phone. Her only choice was to keep going.
She must have walked for miles. Exhausted, lost, Celia fell to her knees, sobbing. She squinted through her tears and could barely make out the shape of a cabin. Was it real? Was she hallucinating? Slowly she pulled herself up and trudged toward the building, praying it was not an illusion.
There were no lights, no signs of life. Raising her arm to bang on the door, it suddenly flew open and Celia was pulled into blackness. That’s the last thing she remembered.
NAR © 2023
250 words
Like they say, Don’t knock on a door you’re not prepared to enter.
(Technical appreciation: nice job with lulling us into a state of interest in what (we think) will be a riuaing adventure and triumph over adversity.)
:Rug Pulled
Lol
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Celia obviously didn’t get the memo.
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* rousing (spellcheck strikes again…I mean ‘riuaing’ ?!$$!?
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Just when I thought things couldn’t get any worse … assuming they did get worse of course…. intriguing!
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Sleep tight in your tent tonight, my friend. Don’t pay any attention to the growling, howling and clawing sounds in the nearby woods. Probably nothing. Just your imagination, Keith. Keith? Keith?? Are you there, Keith?!
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Now you are scaring me!
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Help!
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Sounds like a nightmare of the worst kind. Not sure what is worse: cannibalism, rape, child porn, or nothingness…
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Hmm, I’ll think that one over and get back to you. 😳
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Interesting ending……… or is it Nancy?
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It’s anyone’s guess, Di, and I’m not saying!
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hehe
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You must continue this tale with a surprising twist! 👏🏻
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Now that’s an interesting thought, Michele. My wheels are spinning already! ⚙️ ⚙️
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I have no doubt it will be entertaining! 🌪️💡✍🏻
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Mama said there’d be days like this…
Is it the fae, or a drop into Wonderland? Be on the look out for white rabbits with broken time pieces.
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Like my friend Dorothy said “It’s the tree’s fault”! 😂
We recently watched the original animated A in W with our 3-year-old granddaughter; she loved it. What a hoot that movie is.
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It’s the tree’s fault.
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And to think everything was going along so nicely until then!
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You never know when they will get their revenge.
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We should double up on this, D; you can write an unexpected Part 2!
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Hmmm, sounds interesting…
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Have at it!
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…which just goes to show you should take frequent vacations. I mean, usually something goes wrong on a vacation – one thing! But it sounds like fate has gathered up all the ‘one things’ from the vacations Celia didn’t take and served them to her, poor dear, all at once! You have a dark imagination, Nancy – but then I’m hardly the one to talk! 😏
NB: From next week, and for the following few weeks, the Unicorn Challenge will be published on Saturdays, since all true Scots will be flying home for the annual Unicorn Games and Nessie Spotting. 🦄🦕
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All true, Jenne … especially your last line. 😂
Let the games begin! Have a fab time! 🎊
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Oh no, poor Celia! Good flash!
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And the day started off so well, too!
Thanks, Vera!
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She breaks two important rules. Don’t hike far on that trail all alone and don’t knock on a stranger’s door. If someone lives up in the mountains in a cabin far away from people they might want to be left alone. What are the odds? They might have a mean dog and a shotgun pointed at you, or they might GRAB YOU!
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Right on all counts, Chris! And her day started off so well! 😂
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A cliffhanger.
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Was that intentional, Sadje? If so, it’s brilliant.
Even unintentional it’s brilliant!
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Thanks! It sort of worked but was unintentional.
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Still great!
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Thanks 😌
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Oh dear!
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Right??? What it is with these trails and mysterious cabins so conveniently blocking our path? Damn them to hell! 🤣
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One needs a tour guide to make it through.
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Ah, but can we trust the guide? Misdeeds abound!
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Seems to me, Nancy, that Celia is either very clumsy or just dead unlucky!
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It seems to me she’s a bit of both!
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OMG
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