Random things I want to write but are too short to publish

Hide and seek with old men

Based off the really strange dream I had last night

We had 30 seconds as the me, my brother and my friend raced into a random room down the endless corridors.

To my left and right were two bookcases filled with many books and Christmas decorations. In the far right corner was a Christmas tree. At the back was large white curtains that draped onto the floor, and there was a step in front so you could see out the windows. That step had a small gap that our small bodies could just about fit into, but the old men wouldn't ever be able too.

Perfect.

But by now, the timer has ran out. They're here to find us. We all hurriedly find a hiding spot. My brother hides behind the Christmas tree, which is about as good as standing in the middle of the room, while me and my friend slip under the step. We both curl into a ball, me on the far right, her on the far left, staring right into each other's faces.

I try to zone out while my friend and my brother start talking. Bad idea. We all jump as we hear the doors slam open.

"I heard two of them in here! You grab one and I'll get the other!"

Then there's a scream which I can easily identify as my brother.

"Found one! Check those steps at the back, there's a small gap in them, I bet one of the brats is hiding in there."

I look towards my friend as she looks straight back. She looks terrified with a wide eyed stare, and I'm sure I look exactly the same. I hold my breath as I hear the heavy footsteps approaching. Time seems to slow down. One of us is going to be found, and I don't know who I want to be caught.

From the opposite side of the step, I can see my friend silently crying. That's not good.

Right in front of me, I can see a hand. That is really not good.

It reaches around, and makes contact with my leg. I'm screwed now.

Then I'm yanked out from underneath the step. At least my friend is safe.