A couple of months ago my best friend (the brilliant @ionavandrew) and I decided to see what would happen if we wrote a story together, passing a few hundred words at a time back and forth.
Iona writes gritty crime procedurals, I write people falling in love, so we handcuffed a couple together, chucked them into a warehouse and waited to see what happened!
Here's part 1 of 'The Warehouse' (from Ellie)...
The Warehouse
Part 1
She tugged against the cuffs and winced as the cold metal bit into her skin.
'Would you stop that?'
She directed an exasperated sigh at the voice behind her. 'And do you have a better idea for getting us out of here?'
A telling silence.
'No? Well good. Let's leave the ideas to me, shall we? Because the last brilliant thought you had got us here --' shackled back to back in an abandoned warehouse, with no food, no drink, and no hope of rescue. Bloody brilliant. She pulled harder at the cuffs, deliberately this time, pulling until they were tight against her skin.
'You've made your point.' This time the voice was thin, defeated. 'And I am sorry. I never imagined this would happen.' She leant her head back against the girder and let out a long sigh. How could he have imagined this. Before the moment that she was bundled into a van, a bag pulled over her head, her hands tied behind her back, she wouldn't have believed that this, that anything like this, actually happened in real life.
The rational part of her brain knew that it wasn't his fault. That the only people who really carried the blame for kidnapping her were the people who had kidnapped her. but she'd been angry with him for so long that it seemed more natural to be pissed at him than not.
'How do you think they found us?'
We'd love to know what you think! Part 2 (from Iona) will follow very soon :)
Ellie and Iona
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Update: click here for Part 2
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