Prompt Seven
The desert road went on for ages. Around it was barren and dry, the sun beating down on the Earth, scorching the asphalt underfoot. He had been walking for hours, his bare feet were starting to bleed. But he can’t stop moving… he can’t let them find him again.
Another ten minutes of his steadily slowing run, he had reached the edge of a small town, parched and exhausted. Squinting through the rays of sunlight, the town no movement, not even the slightest bit of sound, aside from his heavy panting. Could a town be this eerie during the day?
He was about to find out, to look around the town for someone, anyone, but… his foot couldn’t move, and neither could the other. Struggling, he still couldn’t break free. The sun had made the ground was so hot where he stood that his feet numbing, the long he couldn’t move.
The hairs on the back of his neck stood up and he would have jumped in fright if he had be able to move. Tap, Tap! Two fingers had gently struck his shoulder.
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