This choice: A chance for escape | Go Back Chapter 10: Run Like You Stole Something! (ID #1274056) an addition by: Heretic_[MIND] ![View hereticmind's Portfolio. [Offline / Private]](http://images.Writing.Com/imgs/writing.com/writers/costumicons/ps-icon-regular-10.gif) More by this author Without a second thought, you reach down and grab a handful of sand...
And promptly toss it into the unsuspecting eyes of your jailer.
"POCKET SAND!" You yell, sounding more like a desperate crazy man than a totally sane person.
Busting the door open, you quickly decide that getting the hell out of dodge is, in fact, the best option. So you decide to leg it as far as you can possibly go (which, in hindsight, isn't as far as you'd like).
Of course, there is a kerfuffle starting to build up behind you, what with your jailer screaming incoherently about sand in her eyes. Doesn't sound like you're getting away unscathed from this one... Where will this story go next? Your choices are below...
* indicates the next chapter is blank and needs to be created. |
© Copyright Heretic_[MIND] (UN: hereticmind at Writing.Com).
All rights reserved.
Jaedon has granted Writing.Com, its affiliates and syndicates non-exclusive rights to display this work within this interactive story. Poster accepts all responsibility, legal and otherwise, for the content uploaded, submitted to and posted on Writing.Com.
| Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |