DRABBLE STORY ARC #4: BOUNDLESS LUCK
The Left Door
A chapter of a ‘choose your own’ story — drabble edition!
This is a continuation of Boundless Luck, a Choose Your Own Adventure Story (drabble edition) started by Bradan Writes Stories. Find out how to contribute here, or return to the previous chapter, Fleeing into the Dark, by Andrew Crocker.
Bursting through the door, you find a dwarf tending a cauldron. He looks up, startled, holding a spoon dripping something thick.
“Och! Who the bloody hell — ”
An unearthly shriek fills the hallway.
“Crivvens! Why’d ye have tae go and wake ‘im? Now I’ll nae get any work done!”
He points his dripping spoon toward a door in the back. “Away wi’ ye! I’ll handle His Bloody Lordship.”
You hide in the closet just when the shade bursts in.
The dwarf bellows, “That’s it, laddie! I’ll fetch the salt and iron if ye donna quit that skirling! No one’s here!”
