For Fandango’s Story Starter #14, where we build something around the following phrase:

I heard the music as I entered the room, but all that was there…

In the pitch dark, I hold my pocket torch between my teeth. It is better that way, as my hands remain free. I close my mouth slightly and the torch responds to the extra pressure. It casts only a dim hint of a glow from a tiny bulb, the size of a pinhead. That is exactly what I want, though. In my line of work, it doesn’t pay to attract unwanted scrutiny. And besides, it is enough to make out the vast array of coats enveloping me, and importantly, the light switch, plus a fire alarm, on the wall.

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The Wednesday Groan

I spent the whole night,
Wondering where the sun went.
Then it dawned on me.

Making you groan… any day of the week!

Peeping Tom

Clipart of a spray can

inspired by Fandango’s One Word Challenge (FOWC) of 6 October 2021, ogle.

A lecherous fellow at school,
Drilled a hol in the girls’ changing room,
As he ogled, was found,
Then events turned around,
Got an eyeful of cheap teen perfume.

Prompt image for the Fandango One Word Challenge prompt

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