This short story will be linked up at the SHORT STORY PROMPT LINK PARTY 25.
Ready? Here’s the prompt:
The dinner was delicious and…
Now, here’s my version:
THE ESCAPE ROOM – PART 3
The dinner was delicious and Judy had to admit that the food was good but she was nervous. She was afraid what was going to happen next. It amazed her that Susan seemed to be enjoying herself.
“You seem like you’re feeling better, huh?”
“Yes, yes I am, thanks! This food is so good, don’t you agree?”
“Um, yes. It’s good, Susan.”
Just as those words came from Judy’s mouth, Susan started laughing hysterically. Judy looked at her friend thinking she must be losing it.
“What’s so funny, Susan?”
Raising her hand to cover her laughing mouth, Susan looked at Judy and shook her head.
“Forgive me, I thought this would be fun. We’ve turned an entertaining idea into something very scary for you.”
Judy had no idea what Susan was talking about just as she heard the black clad figures begin to giggle.
“Happy birthday, Judy!”
All at once bright lights flooded the barn. The traditional birthday song began playing in the background as the large barn door in the front swung open. Judy looked around in amazement as the barn began filling with people – young adults, friends, and college students. It was too much for Judy as she began to cry and tremble.
“How could you do this to me, Susan? I was so worried about you!”
“I know, I’m sorry. It got way out of hand, not a good idea at all.”
Susan wrapped her arms around Judy as she hugged her tightly.
“Please forgive me. It was supposed to be a birthday surprise and a prank but I realize now that it was too much. I’m so sorry.”
As Judy listened to the music and looked at all of the people, although she was upset, she was extremely relieved. This was a birthday that she would never forget!
*This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.