As far as accommodation went it was the most miserable of places.
The torn curtains I could stomach but the mildew on the walls and floor was hard to get past. I kept thinking of the millions of microbes working feverishly to create the spoors that now littered the walls and floor.
But in the kingdom of Upper Slobobia beggars could not be choosers. At least if I was lucky it wouldn’t rain overnight as I huddled in the only corner of the room that didn’t appear infested with the mildew. In the back of my mind I had visions of other more devious creatures licking their lips in anticipation of a good feed from my bodily bits.
I looked around noting the old TV staring hopelessly into the room. A quick look at it had made me realise it was there more as decoration than as a source of entertainment.
As I settled down for the night the howling of wolves penetrated the night leaving me with one more thing to worry about.
Written for: http://caveofscribes.starvingactivist.com/2015/07/20/scribes-cave-picture-prompt-76/
Oh my what a scary place…I enjoyed this write, Michael, and that photo is truly intriguing for a story.
Thanks Oliana….hope your weekend is going along a treat for you….
Thanks Michael, I spend Fri and Sat reading and watching Netflix ONLY…nice rest
Good for you…
I was seriously creeped out by the mildew–more so than the wolves, I think!
Yes hardly an endearing feature is it. Thanks for stopping by.
I am positively rabid about mildew–I recently ran out of my Lysol spray cleaner (with bleach), and actually had a nightmare about encroaching dirt and mildew; rushed to the store next day, to buy more, and probably convinced the check out guy of my insanity as I blurted out this tale of obsession…..I usually have multiple bottles on hand, will restock next month.
I know it’s hard stuff to get rid of. I lived in a house once that it loved sharing with us
You have to keep after it–it’s deadly if it gets into your lungs.
Yes so I believe…….I tend to breath out a lot when near it…
Glad I could make you laugh.
You are the joker Val.
Some days, yes.
Curious as to why you’re hanging around Upper Slobobia? The room looks a fright-actually quite a bit like a Motel 6 I stayed in once, minus the TV and wolves.
I’m sure there was a very good reason…..lol……thanks Mandy for stopping by.
Oooh yeah. Microbes and spores competing for a place in your lungs. I sure hope the sound of the wolves are all you encounter. Atmospheric writing at its best.