2, 4, 6 , 8 beep – 7, 4, 5, 6 beep – 3, 4, 9, 7 beep. Ella has tried all the possible combinations, how could she forget it? She doesn’t have much time, the walls are closing on her. 5, 6, 7, 8 beep. Her breath is shallow, her strength is fading away. Help me, help me!
Wake up darling, it’s only a nightmare!
** Another short story, 52 words, for Sue’s writephoto.
Tea & Paper 
I hope it’s only a nightmare.
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Yes! 🙂
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Suspense!
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Thanks Rupali!
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But she doesn’t wake up, for he does not have the right code 🙂
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Hope he figures it out!
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Plenty of tension there!
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I had a nightmare like this one this week, but instead of a door it was my phone, I was trying to call and the numbers never matched. When I saw the photo I knew exactly what I’ll write about.
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Ah, I can sympathise there… I have a terrible memory for numbers these days.
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Great contribution. I love the idea of these 50 word stories.
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Thanks Gregg, we can tell so much with few words. 🙂
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