Comments on 'The Bag...'"Aw, great," Kevin Kravitz spoke. He was my best friend, and had admirable, if not godly, intelligence. "I got voted for the Bag."
"The Bag?" Hey, I _was_ new...
Kevin chuckled. "You'll see eventually. Just keep in mind... it sucks." Duly noted.
I ran to English, my next class, at full speed. Kevin walked down a different hallway, even though we shared the same class. It led to the outside...
"Kev, where ya going?" I ran excitedly after him. But he only walked, ignoring me. The remainder of the students filed into their classes, and the bell rang. Debating it over for a minute, I ran to him. He rounded a corner, I followed. And that's when I learned what the Bag was.
It was, literally, a giant, purple, translucent drawstring bag. I couldn't stop running fast enough, and I ran highspeed into it. "Ed?!" Kevin yelled at me once we were inside the bag. The bag shut closed, and that's when the ritualistic symbols became apparent. Glowing red, a spike protruded from each one.
Ouch.2008-03-27T19:29:11Zhttp://ficlets.com/feed/story/26060Comment on The Bag...<p>How remarkably…weird. But it definitely provides a good opening for someone to continue it if they wished.</p>
<p>Well done.</p>http://ficlets.com/stories/26060?basename=520612008-03-27T19:29:11ZRobotech_Masterhttp://ficlets.com/authors/robotech