I was lost. The sign at the top of the street said “No Name Street”. My map had no such street name.
The houses looked like so many I had already walked past. Ahead of me, the street turned a curve, and I wondered what lay beyond it.
As I walked past the first house, a voice asked if I was lost?
I couldn’t see from where the voice came so kept going.
“I wouldn’t go down there,” said another faceless voice.
“No telling where you’ll end up in No Name Street,” announced a voice seemingly in my ear.
I stopped in the middle of the street and looked about. I was feeling uneasy, voices with no bodies were unnerving.
“Who are you?” I asked the street.
“Voices of warning,” came the reply.
“I’m lost,” I pleaded.
“Go back then, only the brave step further.”
I felt a small hand slip into mine, a small boy was beside me. “Come on mister,” he said, “come with me before you get yourself into real trouble.”
Written for: https://flashfictionforaspiringwriters.wordpress.com/2018/07/16/fffaw-challenge-174th/
Morpethroad 
wow that was something.. was it the little boy then or some sprits?
Thanks for reading and your comment, I think a combination of both.
Is the little boy his inner strength or is he a spirit? Quite an interesting take on the prompt.
Good question Sonia, maybe a little of both? Thanks for reading my words.
Nice one Michael. I haven’t even started my response yet!
Thanks Di
Wonderful take Michael, really liked the mysterious atmosphere.
Thanks so much Iain
One of my favorites of your stories.💚
Thank you so much glad you found this story so.
Awww, I love the ending! A little boy saves him before he gets himself into real trouble. 😀 Great story, Michael!
Thanks so much Joy….
Hope everything is well with you Michael!
All good Joy, the sun is shining, most pleasant.
That is wonderful! It has been very cloudy here all day.
These are winter days I like.
Yes, I understand. I like our winter days that are like that too.
Lovely intriguing read. Very well imagined.