#VisDare 6 – Emerging (Long Version)

This one, on the other hand, does not meet the 150 word requirement.

Prompt: http://anonymouslegacy.blogspot.com/2013/02/visdare-6-emerging.html

They ran down the street, ignoring the rain and the wind, hoping only to find some way to escape the creatures. They were in a small town, and it wouldn’t be long before they’d leave the town limits and be in the surrounding wilderness. Simon was trying to decide whether it would be safer to keep running, to stay out of enclosed spaces where their options might be limited, or to find somewhere they could hide, with locked doors and some measure of security, when he felt Emily tug on his arm and heard her yell over the wind, “Simon – this way!”

She pulled him out of the downtown square and saw that they were running up a small hill to a dark Victorian house at its crest. It was probably a showpiece back in Simon’s home time, but the outside had suffered greatly over the years. Still, he could see why she’d picked it. Locking themselves up had risks, but the weather was miserable, and was only going to get worse after sunset. And at least they’d have the advantage of height, so maybe they’d be able to see one of those monsters coming at them before it was too late.

The front door was ajar, which didn’t give Simon much confidence, but Emily pulled him inside and closed it behind them. He could see that she was as unnerved by what had happened as he was, but while he felt like he was on the edge of panic, she was somehow more focused, and the steadiness of her gaze kept him from losing control. They paused in the entryway for a short rest, catching their breath and taking stock of their surroundings. In the fading afternoon light, they could see that while the house was old, and probably abandoned, it wasn’t a ruin, at least not inside. There were no obvious signs that animals or other creatures had been living there, and despite the hard rain, there was only a small amount of water on the ground, which made them think that the door hadn’t been open for long.

“I don’t think there’s anyone else here, but we should probably check. Let’s see if we can find an interior room, and maybe some light – it’ll be dark soon.” Taking the lead again, Emily moved into the interior of the house, and cautiously, but efficiently, they made their way throughout the many rooms. They found the rest of the house in much the same condition as the entryway, and after an uneventful but uneasy trip through the cellar, decided they were alone. There was a cozy parlor in the center of the first floor, dominated on one wall by a grandfather clock which somehow still worked, and on the other by a brick-lined fireplace. They decided, as welcome as a fire would be, the smoke would be as likely as lights in the window to draw unwanted attention, but took the opportunity of being in a windowless room to light the candles on the mantelpiece.

They sat on the floor, holding hands but not speaking, wrapped in a thick wool blanket they’d found while searching the house. Neither of them seemed to want to bring up what had happened to Marcus, and thoughts of escape from the town were difficult to contemplate, locked away as they were. Simon fell into a half-doze, but Emily was clearly engaged with something in her mind, and sat there wide-awake, staring at the wood paneling on the far wall. Suddenly, she got up, picked up her candle, and walked over to the wall, muttering to herself. “There’s got to be something here – a room, or something. I noticed it when we were walking around the house. There’s a gap between the parlor and the kitchen that isn’t a hallway or another room or stairway.” Emily started tapping on the wall, and turned to Simon, smiling.

“It’s hollow. There’s something behind here.” She kept tapping, exploring the wall, and found an uneven portion of the molding, as if it had been damaged and poorly repaired. Emily lifted it up and they both heard a catch release as the wood panel swung inward. Her grin grew wide, and Simon stood up, curious as to what she’d found. Peeking into the opening, Emily laughed, and without warning, stepped through, disappearing from view. Simon felt his heart leap into his throat as she vanished, terrified that something awful was going to happen to her behind that door, but before he could call out, she reappeared, holding her hand out to him as she leaned through the doorway.

“Simon – come. You have to see this. It’s wonderful.”

Come read more about Emily, Simon, and the Time Travelling Umbrella here: https://projectgemini12.wordpress.com/tag/time-travelling-umbrella/


2 Responses to “#VisDare 6 – Emerging (Long Version)”

  1. Like Angela said, the Time Travelling Umbrella saga is captivating, I like the extra story we get here! I always enjoy your writing!

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