She woke to a noise. Her brain couldn’t register it. Clinking. No, more of a clattering. That was wasn’t right, either. Rattling. That’s what it was.
“John!” She reached over—his side of the bed was empty.
Slipping out from the covers, she walked to the kitchen. Dark.
“John?” She moved toward the dining room and the rattling grew louder. She heard it clearly as she passed the basement.
Opening the door, she gasped. Her hand flew to her mouth, “John!”
He looked up, eyes wide behind his mask.
The players dropped their dice. The D&D game was over.
January 5, 2016 prompt: Rattling In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story about a rattling sound. It can be an intimidating sound of protest, a disorienting loud sound, a musical expression or a gentle baby’s toy. Go where the prompt leads you.
* Just having a bit of fun. Much love to my geeky gaming friends.