They wanted to believe there was a light at the end of the tunnel.
The nagging feeling of a few steps more and they would be out, free to roam, free to be themselves no longer looking over their shoulders, no longer listening to the tell-tale steps of the pursuer.
The temptation was to think it was just a matter of time being lost in the labyrinth making up the story of their lives.
Always there had been the sensation that they were not alone, that not far behind lurked the pursuer, intent on taking away from them the one thing they both craved.
Their nemesis left clues as to his presence. The odd note, the gesture he knew where they were, it was more than a matter of time they felt.
When they did see the light they also saw the outline of him. How could he be ahead of them they both wondered? Had they slipped up somewhere?
But time was against them. The dank dark atmosphere of the tunnel was taking its toll. They were tiring of the chase. It was time they stood firm in their resolve and made the commitment to end the foolishness of the pursuit.
Hand in hand they approached the entrance, the closer they came to the light the more the apparition of their pursuer faded.
Standing in the light they breathed in the air, the new life it presented, fingers locked they stepped into the light, unafraid, determined.
Written for: https://scvincent.com/2017/06/22/thursday-photo-prompt-the-tunnel-writephoto/
Morpethroad 
I like this, Michael. So many times it is fear that raises spectres…
So true Sue and we spend so much of our time finding ways to rid ourselves of it….
and half the time it was only ever an illusion…
Oh! Michael that’s the most powerful story! 💖
Thank you willow..
🤗night night for 💝
Nice to see the light led to freedom and not to their nemesis.
Yes I like a story with hope Frank..
A brilliant take No. It’s like coming out into the light erases those ghosts and gives them more confidence 🙂
Thanks Ritu I appreciate your generous comment 😀
🙂 have a great Friday!
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A lovely piece of flash fiction, Michael.
Thank you Robbie
It’s like waking from a bad dream. Dreadful apparitions fade away in the light of day. Very evocative image!
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