I needed to get out of this strange house on the hill. All those odd rooms with odd things in them left me feeling somewhat underwhelmed. Drained, in fact. Luckily, I’ve found the way out, and as soon as I’ve popped into this one last room I shall be out of here! There’s all sorts going on in this room – it’s like some kind of party room. Alas, I’m not invited, so that’s another reason to get out early! The guests are around somewhere – I can hear them breathing. Rattling.
Not a lot of buffet food, though. Two oranges and a few pieces of cheese. Good job I’m leaving. And I’ve found the key to make sure the door is well and truly locked once I leave.
What a strange experience this has been. And it makes no sense whatsoever either! Ah well. Onwards and upwards I suppose.
This post concludes my attempt at Inktober. The challenge says we can post everyday, or every other day, as we choose. I’ve used the prompts for every day, although not entirely posted everyday. This final piece contains the final twelve prompts, for days 20 to 31, all together in one random scene.
Included in this picture are my interpretations for Deep; Furious; Trail; Juicy; Blind; Ship; Squeak; Climb; Fall; United; Found; and Mask. I’m sure you can see where the prompts have been used.
#Inktober Days 17, 18 and 19.
I couldn’t stay in the kitchen any longer. I’m now in some kind of séance room, and someone has just extinguished a candle. Next to the candle is a burner, with the remnants of something sending a lot of dark smoke into the air. The wisps of smoke are intertwining with each other before they join the darkening and growing mass above them. I think this is another room I’d best not stay in for too long…
Yuck! We’ve found the kitchen and the cause of the horrible smell that has been getting stronger and stronger. Someone has taken all of the lard out of the fridge and left it to melt on the kitchen table. Why would anybody need so much lard? This is a strange place indeed!
#Inktober. Day 16. October 16th.
#Inktober. Day Fifteen. October 15.
There’s a head on the table. A HEAD!
And with it… an invitation. And a broken string of beads. This place just gets weirder…
Day 12. October 12. #Inktober.
This room is a complete mess. Not only is all that gloop pouring from the wall in the far corner, the window in here seems to have been smashed to smithereens. It’s blowing a gale through the now open window, and there’s a fierce storm raging outside. It’s teeming with rain, and it is also raining in through the shattered window.
I think I’d better leave this room and check another one – I don’t fancy being struck by one of those lightning bolts! Hang on – what’s that over there?
(This post also incorporates the prompts for days 13 and 14)