Smashing Through The Window
An Escape

The three of them were at the window now but were going to work together to get at least one of them out. Two of them lifted the third and pushed him out, smashing the window.
He was gone, no one came back through, and the window faded and disappeared. They knew that they could escape. He was still here, but now they were wondering what happened to the creature they had pushed out of the hall ......
On The Other Side
The window had appeared in the Londoner's bedroom and woke him up. He walked up to it wondering what the hell it was and suddenly it smashed inward and a naked man with bloodied slips came crashing through into him, both ending in a naked heap on the bedroom floor.
Londoner: "What the fuck?"
Escapee: " Fuck, I'm human again"
Londoner: "What the fucking fuck?"
The window faded as did the broken glass and the two men, dazed, got to their feet, the Londoner pulling on a dressing gown.
Escapee: " Hey man, I am really sorry do you have something I can wear"
Londoner: "Where did you come from what just happened?"
The Londoner handed the Escapee a spare robe and he put it on.
Escapee: " I really don't know, those windows are links to an anteroom into a sort of hell or limbo. Usually people get pulled in but a few of us got together and pushe d me out, so we saved you from that. I know it sounds ludicrous. My name is John, I am from Coventry. In that room we became black monsters with our mouths sewn up. A guy came in and managed to free our mouths so we could talk and work out an escape plan.
I don't want to go back there and if you see a window like this just keep away.
Can you tell me what year it is?"
Londoner: "What the hell? It's 2024 and you are in London"
John: "Can I use your phone, and get someone to come and pick me up?"
John used the phone and arranged to get picked up.
He chatted with the Londoner and had no clue what was happening back in the Black Hall, and he would never go back there.
He didn't know what it was or who controlled it but prayed that the others could find their way out.
There was nothing else he could do except hope, and know that he and the Londoner were now safe...
Back in the Black Hall.......
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Comments (5)
Hopefully the others find a way out too. It's just so creepy there
This is getting better and better!
When do you get listed on the New York Times best-seller list?
Grabbing my attention immediately, and held on. One question is the last line setting up part two?
This is a something else story: mystery, thriller, horror. Good job.