satin — friday fictioneers
Friday Fictioneers prompt
It’s time for Madison Woods Friday Fictioneers. Join us and use the prompt and share your own 100 word story, or just see what is inside of the fictioneers.
She was wrapped in satin, moving gently back and forth, dreaming, wakening. The blankets were tight, so hard to wiggle loose. If she could just free her arms. She was spinning now, slowly clockwise, then back. She called out.
“Hello?” muffled, barely a noise.
It smelled… unusual. Where was she? They’d been camping, no exploring the old ruins. This was her bag, that’s right. She struggled more, then rested sweating, panting for breath. It was so dark. She reached for the zipper, it wasn’t there. Her mouth went dry. She remembered cobwebs thick as her little finger. The screams began.
bwfiction 
Dear Mr. Bill,
No camping for me for a while. A nice slow arrival at a bad place. Well done.
Aloha,
doug
I don’t think I’m going camping for awhile now….
( smile ) — agreed, that ground can be hard.
Sounds like she’s gotten herself in a whole heap of trouble. Better her than me!
agreed – hate spiders…..
A crime no doubt committed by Jack Webb’s evil twin brother – Spider. Great writing, and thanks for the funny comment on mine. 🙂
thanks! in the immortal words of Jack Webb “Just the facts Maam”
Ew! I mean, I like your story, but EW!
laughing — my inner little boy exults in grossing out the girls!
Nice! We think along the same lines.
Scott
thanks Scott ! Kindred spirits!
🙂
What a creepy story! Thanks for stopping by mine too.
probably won’t be anywhere near a sleeping bag ever!!!
Good one! I will stay away from ‘ruins’ next time we go camping!
thanks for stopping by. do you camp often ?
screams are rarely good.
True — I was thinking of “uncontrollable trembling”, but I only had three words and couldn’t make it work.
I suppose waiting knowing something was coming to feed on you would be disheartening
Spiders don’t usually bother me, but this gave me the willies. Camping will continue to be something I won’t do. 🙂
really? A sleeping bag can be very cozy!
Maybe I’ve not be trying the right sleeping bags.
the time I spent
inside a tent
while in the past
was certainly a blast
I felt claustrophobic reading this… which shows you did well!
thanks Parul — I am glad it made you uncomfortable ( what a terrible thing to say ) but for a horror writer is was music to my ears!
Nicely creepy
thanks! I hate spiders!
I’ll think twice before slipping into a sleeping bag from now on. Spooky little tale.
thanks — and thank you for contributing the photo.
Good buildup! Intriguing and spooky story.
thanks Jan
wrapped in satin, it was bliss and then….. 🙂 nice work
thanks! I am always glad when you stop by
Oh, that switch is so unsettling. To think you are just wrapped in something safe and warm and then to discover it is much more sinister!!
yes, when what we trust turns awry it is deeply unsettling. thanks for stopping by
“She was wrapped in satin, moving gently back and forth, dreaming, wakening.”
Loved your opening — a bit of a twist at the end 🙂 Enjoyed!! RL
thanks Robyn — I really appreciate you stopping by
Does NOT make me feeling like going camping. I’ll have to check my sleeping bag next time I’m in the attic…where there are spider webs. Uh, oh!
hope they aren’t webbs!
Usually there’s only one Webb at a time in the attic where the sleeping bag is, so I should be good…since it’s me.