In honor of Halloween, I’m resurrecting Maia and Jackson’s story, which was the subject of my very first blog contest. This week’s story won’t be part of a contest, but I’m hoping it will be a diverting way to celebrate All Hallow’s Eve.
Here’s how it will work: I’ll begin the second chapter of Maia and Jackson’s story at the bottom of this post. Then the first player will continue the story in the comments WHEREVER I LEFT OFF. And the second player will continue where the first player left off, and so on. Sometime around Halloween, I’ll finish off the story.
I only have two rules for our little game: Keep your story comment PG-RATED, and keep it somewhere around 100 WORDS. Oh, and I don’t mind if you play more than once--just make sure you don’t make consecutive story comments.
Here’s the first chapter of Maia and Jackson’s story (don't forget to read the comments of that post), and here’s the last 100 words of that chapter. And here’s the start of the second:
The gaslights cast crazy shadows across the cobblestones, and overhead, a raven cawed. Maia winced as Jackson helped her hobble up Doornail Avenue. Sure, it might have been Purgatory, but did they really have to buy into the whole Halloween motif?
Jackson patted her remaining shoulder. “It’ll be okay. First, we’ll go back to school and get your stuff.”
Maia looked down at her crutch, her moth-eaten backpack, and, of course, the ring. “But I already have all my things.”
“I meant your arm and leg.” He glanced at the ring and shuddered. “Then we’ll have to do something about that amulet.”
Maia hoped his shudder was for the ring and not her missing limbs. “You think Cleveland Codswallop will be back?”
“Yeah,” he said. “I do.”