Do not enter



As I found my last toe and dried it noticed a hatch peeping out from behind the locker  ….  with  my refreshed vigour from  the shoulder press ….screeeeeeeeech …..grrrrrrrnt……scraaaach….. i prised the door open and slid in  ….clunk the door thudded shut…  i pressed my ear to the cold netal  …and heard  a muffled voice  …that will learn him !!!   a collective  heaving as the lockers slid back ……. so there i was in thr dark …the echoes of dripping water …and  the echoe of my breathing  in what i assumed were  the  rather notorious totnes catacombs  …which noone else knew about…..anyway there i was and i was not going to knock on the hatch ……

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About mauricewoconnell

Maurice OConnell is a Creative based in Cornwall concentrating on Writing and Unique theatrical appearances.. He continues to imagine a world twice as exciting and dangerous than it could possibly ever be View all posts by mauricewoconnell

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