You’re locked in a room with your greatest fear. Describe what’s in the room.
This would be my fear. I will tell a story.
I design this room, a safe room. It is enforced with steel. What with reading all the dooms day stories, I make this room safe. It has some water and I hang pictures that I painted. Pictures of the ocean and fish and dolphins. Over in the corner, I have a little kitchen and some food. I don’t have much because I don’t even think I will ever use the room. I feel an earthquake. I run to the computer and read in flashing red letters all over the news “Run for cover, there is a giant solar storm and the earth is acting strange.” There are earthquakes all over and tital waves. I decide to just grab a sleeping bag and go to sleep in the safe room. It is built really well and I guess as safe as any place. I have trouble going to sleep, so I take a sleeping pill. I dream I am on a boat and the boat is tossing about wildly in the waves. I wake up and the room is moving a little bit. I think I will open the door for a peek outside. There is a patch of dirt around me and it is hot. There is a river of lava, red and orange and bubbling, running past me. In fact it looks like my little patch of dirt is floating in the lava. I am all alone and am about to be swallowed up in the lava.
That would be my biggest fear. Go to the daily post and join in and tell me what your greatest fear would be in a locked room.
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