Short stories

Shorty story 30

A whole new world

The library and art gallery didn't seem like an extraordinary place so I wondered what the warnings on each sided the path meant.
The signs saying, "WARNING! IF YOU OPEN A BOOK OR LOOK AT A PAINTING BE PREPARED TO LIVE IN IT."
I had not thought anything of it but looking back maybe I should have.

The books and the painting sat opposite each other with only a tiled, uncluttered pathway separating them. A path with shelves upon shelves of books on the right and canvases resting on chairs and tables, and easels, on the left.
It seemed to be a normal, mundane center displaying ordinary every day items. The paintings, all covered in white sheets stood still and dusty as if no one had bothered to look underneath them for many eons. The books on the shelves were packed tightly; their worn out spines held together only by shredded strings.

Without thinking about it I walked up to the shelf labeled fantasy and grabbed a book at random. Blowing away the dust that had collected, I studied the illustrated front tentatively. There was a forest in the background and several dark shapes walking towards what looked like a pedestal of rocks. The rocks loomed at you as if it had hands that were trying to grab you and pull you in.

A storm was swirling above the pedestal as if the boulders were the cause for the raging skies. The ground around it looked muddy and washed away as if the rains hadn't ceased in many days.

There was no title on the front cover of the book in my hands, only a warning:
"Do not touch the pedestal or the monsters in your head will no longer be imaginary"
Turning the thick book over I searched for a synopsis on the back. There was none.
My fingers brushed softly against the first page as I scanned the inside flap for some more insight into the story. The page was yellowed... and blank. I sighed in annoyance and lifted up the corner of the next page, ready to turn over. My hand started tingling.
The page turned, my body went limp, a rain drop hit my cheek, my eyes widened and the last thing i saw was a giant rock thundering over me, before I blacked out.

A/N
Yes guys we reached 30 stories!
Which means we got 70 more to each my goal!!
We can do this!
Also I would totally like to introduce something where if you guys have a story idea I can play with (that y'all aren't using) please tell me. Cause I would love to make short stories out of them.