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Vanished... {Contest Entry}

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Level 31 : Artisan Wolf
ayy oohh
How are ya'll?
This is a story contest entry for Chiaroscuro's writing contest!
sooo without further-ado, here you go!
Word Count: 517

Sitting in my luxurious chair, in my dressing room, I finally get to relax before I get called onto set again. I take a smoke, smelling the sweet smell of tobacco that always calms my nerves. I feel a chill blow over me as I'm blowing out smoke. It’s one of the weird things about this job. That ,and I always hear whispering voices, most likely because I’m overworked. I also don’t sleep most of the time, so that could also feed into it.

The door opens a crack, I hear my manager yell, “Five more minutes until you have to be on set!” she closes it after, and I hearing her footsteps walking away from the door, as I put out my cigarette in the ashtray. I get up ,and walk to the door to leave. As I twist the doorknob ,the lights go out. I brush it off, thinking its just how old the building is ,and continue my way to set.

I go to the backstage area to get my makeup freshened up ,but no one’s there; Nothing’s there. I walk around, looking at the deserted area that wasn’t 10 minutes before. I foolishly call out “hello?” But there was no sound. An arm suddenly wraps around my neck, choking me, and pulling me back to the wall that used to have tons of storage. The only reaction I gave was a silent scream. I struggle, trying to get out of the tall persons arms. I kick and bite the hairy there arm, but it’s no use. It also doesn't help that I’m inconveniently short.

I feel the tip of a gun lightly pressed against the side of my forehead, and I go silent. Nothing was said, no “don’t move,” nothing. Just the sound of heavy breathing. Tired of silence I spoke in a soft voice, “so-” I hear a gunshot and I close my eyes. Am I dead? Is this the end?

I hear running footsteps and I open my eyes. Guess I'm not dead after all ,but the guy that was holding me is. I chase after the footsteps, yelling for the person to stop. I just thought maybe they would know what happened, and why this place looks abandoned.

The footsteps turned to a dead end, but when I looked the person, or what ever it was, vanished. I look around to try to find who ever that was, and I notice, everything is back. The piles of makeup, the actors quickly learning lines, the props, It didn’t look abandoned. Where the heck am I? Did I got to another dimension? Am I really just dead?

I hear the director yell my name, and I run to set. I do the scene, distracted with all the thoughts swirling in my head. After about five tries I get the scene right and I get to go home. I walk out with a friend, sipping my coffee in hand. As we walk I ask her if anything weird happened today. She simply looked at me, and said, “Did it vanish for you too?"

Thank you for reading!


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  • Zaharith
  • Level 1
  • New Miner
  • October 8, 2018, 1:32 pm
"Inconveniently Short" Why Can I Relate.... (づ。◕‿‿◕。)づ ──☆*:・
  • Aspirin60
  • Level 53
  • Grandmaster Slime Tamer
  • August 7, 2018, 3:04 am
Good luck Artsy!
  • LeCollecteur
  • Level 34
  • Artisan Magical Girl
  • August 6, 2018, 6:08 am
;ooo this is spoopy- omg but amazing??
and confusing?? and just awesome ;oo

I wish you the best of luck in the contest!! <3
  • Inspirinq
  • Level 39
  • Artisan Sweetheart
  • August 5, 2018, 4:34 pm
Lovely short story! I wish you the best of luck with the contest.

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