Welcome to this week’s write photo prompt. You can find all last week’s entries in the weekly round-up, which was published earlier today.
Use the image below as inspiration to create a post on your own blog… poetry, prose, humour… light or dark, whatever you choose, by noon (GMT) Wednesday 11th September and link back to this post with a pingback to be included in the round-up. There is no word limit and no style requirements, except to keep it fairly family-friendly.
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For visually challenged writers, the image shows a leaf-strewn flight of stone-cut steps descending into a hole in the ground. Poised to ascend…or descend… is the dark silhouette of a strange figure…
“Damn man, this place is huge. By the look of that freaking map they give out at the front gate, I never had a clue it was this enormous.” Lou exclaimed, his breath long-winded.
“Listen, Lou, don’t let management hear you bitchin’, they’ll just add more work to your load,” Jack stated a matter of factly. “Let’s just finish up here and we’ll take a break at The Zen Garden to the north of the park, okay?”
Lou was panting as he grabbed for his bottle of water, shaking his head in agreement.
The two landscapers made their way around the botanical gardens, blowing leaves, trimming bushes, clearing paths, and bagging the leaves and broken twigs that remained on the grounds. It took them nearly and an hour and a half before they made their way to the Zen Garden.
the Japanese maple trees lined the path along the koi pond and the once-blooming weeping cherry trees were vacant of their soft wispy pink pastel petals.
“Yo! Jack! You said we could take a break once we reached this point. Damn man, I need to recharge and eat!” Lou was now a bit more brusque as he demanded that they took the break before he went any further. He threw down the equipment like it was a cheap toy and acted as if he would have a tantrum. “Alright, alright, Lou! We can take a break now, don’t take your shit out on me man!” Jack snapped back.
Lou planted himself against a shallow wall and poked around his insulated lunch bag, and pulled out his sandwich and another bottle of water. As he was gulping down his water and ravished his sandwich he released a sigh of relief.
Jack happened to glance up after he grabbed his food from his sack and noticed where Lou was sitting. “Lou, can I give you a piece of advice?” Lou cleared his throat and mumbled, “What Jack?” Lou was not up for any bullshit, he just wanted to sit in peace and enjoy his break.
As calm as Jack could say what he wanted to say, he noticed the gnarly head appear behind Lou. It moved slowly and sat there poised as if it was studying Lou’s every move.
“Lou, I would move away from where your sitting.” Jack quietly whispered as not to alarm Lou. “What the fuck, man? I just got comfortable, just leave me alone.” Lou was more than a little irritated at Jacks ‘so-called’ advice.
“Listen, Lou, you need to move away from that staircase behind you now, but do it slowly, and don’t look back, okay.” Jack pleaded with Lou, “There’s something not right standing right behind you on the second step down. Please, man, just move away before whatever that thing is attacks you.”
By this point, Lou was beyond pissed at his co-worker, “Jack, leave me the fuck alone already. You’ve been on me all day, and you have the nerve to tell me the boogie man is behind me?” Without hesitation, Lou turned around not having a care in the world, when the rabid, bloodthirsty rabbit jumped atop Lou’s face. The screams coming from Lou and the grunts coming from the rabbit scared the shit out of Jack, and Jack just ran as fast as he could from the Zen Garden.
Twenty-minutes had passed when Jack returned with one of the guards that remained at the front gate of the botanical garden. Both men gasped in shock at what remained. Lou’s nude exposed, bloody body, gnawed and chewed up was laying half-way in the staircase.
The guard immediately called 911, but there was nothing much else he could do. Jack and the guard started walking backward away from the horrific scene, but just as they reached the gate exiting out of the Zen Garden, they were blocked in by several other rabid rabbits.
A half-hour had passed when the police arrived on the scene. Jack reached up with what strength he had left in him, the blood bubbling and dripping from what was left of his jaw. “Guns?” he laid his head on the path in a pool of his own blood. One last gasp of air, Jack whispered softly, “They’re behind you.”