Good morning. You know I had a crazy dream last night about people who had those heat sensor things that snakes have. It was very strange. I think I need to stop watching nature documentaries before sleeping. Oh well, on to the morning prompt? Fabulous, let’s go.
Not one of my favorite writings. I kind of want to know a little bit more so I may poke around with this one at some point, but I’m just not sure I’m that big a fan.
Thursday, May 5th: The door remained firmly locked.
The door remained firmly locked. Colin tried wiggling the knob one more time. It made no difference. He let it go in disgust. His anger flared and he turned on Dave. “How could you be so stupid?” he asked.
“Me?” Dave fairly squawked. “You are the one who asked what the buildings were.”
“yeah because they were there,” Colin answered. “You were the one who decided we had to investigate them.”
“Oh like I knew someone would be up here and lock us in a tower?”
Colin snorted. He knew it was foolish to blame Dave but he felt so helpless. He looked around the room. There wasn’t much to see. At some point this had been a bell tower. He could still see the bells and their mechanisms embedded above . The probale was they were new bells. They were controlled by an electronic mechanism. Which meant this room was secure. Colin didn’t fancy shimmying down an old bell cord to the dilapidated floors below but it would have at least been an option.
Here there was no cord and the floor was solid, there hasd never been a hole through the center of the tower weher the cord ran to human bell ringers. He remembered the old church his grandfather attended as a chiled. He had spent time as a bell ringer there. He hated every second of it but would have happily spent the next ten years of Sundays ringing bells if there was a cord to climb down.
He looked up at the bell platform. There were a variety of bells, all now rusted into immobility. They were set on stands with small hammers poised above them. The hammers were connected to a machine and what looked like a microphone set up stood in front of the bells to amplify their sound.
For a second he had a glimmer of a thought about using the mechanics to signal for help. Then he remembered he didn’t know how the mechanism worked let alone how any other mechanism worked. Mechanical creations had never been his strong suit. He looked to Dave.
Dave had moved to the window and was looking out. “They’re leaving,” he said.
Colin frowned and walked over. They moved to the window and watched a party of about five people hurridly leaving the east exit of the building. They were all facing away so there wasn’t much detail he could see. He still studied their retreating backs determined to give a full account to some sort of authority figure at some point.
Someone should pay for locking him in the tower. He took a deep breath and coughed. He drew in air from his nose. “Do you smell smoke?” Colin asked.
Ten til Midnight 