The Outer Limits
It was like a time bomb ticking its final countdown. The air was tense, stifled, as if all were holding their breath.
“All locked and loaded?” a voice cried from the left. Echoes of “yes” bounced down the corridor as thumbs lifted on either side in agreement. The soft patter of feet stepping away from the cars was heard only seconds before WHOOSH!
We’re off. Twisting. Twirling. Head jerking as we moved in mind numbing speeds surrounded by darkness up, down, under, over, around.
Screams filled the air as we tumble down towards the floor, only to suddenly twist up and be hurled towards the wall. I closed my eyes in sheer exhilaration, hoping against hope that I won’t drop my stomach contents into the open space in front of me.
Then, as suddenly as it started, it ended. I stood up in the car, stepped to solid ground and felt my legs shake, reminders of the terror just endured.
My daughter looked at me, fear written in her soul and said, “Let’s do it again!!”
This is in response to the surprise (picture above) prompt posted today.