The Shadows on the wall

Posted: January 3, 2015 in short stories


The photo above which was shot by my very good friend, Jithin of PhoTraBlogger is the inspiration for the fourth flash fiction chain titled: The shadows on the wall.

The following work of flash fiction is a collaboration of Jithin and other bloggers around the globe. This wouldn’t be possible without them.

CLICK HERE to pay his site a visit for more inspiring photographs and posts.

I have written the 4th part of this flash fiction chain and below are the links to the stories for you to read before enjoying my part.

Previous Parts

Part 1: by Sweety

Part 2: by Travelling Hat

Part 3: by Saya

You could also get updates on this flash fiction chain by clicking here to bookmark the original post page!

Character Cast

  1. Margaret or Maggy – a 19 year old girl, out to search for some truths.
  2.  Steve – The caretaker of the mansion, a man in his fifty’s
  3.  Robert – The house cook
  4.  Grandpa – Maggy’s grandfather


The shadows on the wall

Part 4


“What happened here?” Steve asked, placing a firm gaze on Maggy and totally ignoring Robert like he was not there.

Maggy stood, staring at him and entirely transfixed! Her mind was flipping with copious thoughts as she tried to find an explanation to what had happened.

“I think we were attacked by something.” Robert came to her rescue.

“Attacked?” Steve sounded shocked. “This mansion hasn’t been robbed in years! Where did the thief pass? Where was his escape route?” Steve hurried to the windows of the kitchen to check the window locks and found them all bolted tight.

“I don’t think it was a He or She, I believe it was an ‘it’.” Robert spoke again, placing an emphatic stress on his last word.

“What are you talking about,” Steve lowered his voice as he approached Robert. “You mean a wild animal was here?”

“I am not sure of what I saw, but I do know it was coming for us, and its eyes meant death.”

“I think you both have been hallucinating, where would a wild animal possibly come from in this time of the—

“I know what I saw!” Maggy didn’t allow him to finish speaking, raising her voice to buttress her point, and breaking her record splitting silence. “I know what I felt!” She broke down into a cry and as she fell to the ground, Robert caught her in his arms, holding her firm to his macho body.

Steve watched them for a while and then he spoke.

“Maggy, I think you should retire to your room, I would have Robert escort you, and that is if you don’t mind.” He said.   “By sunlight we would investigate into the matter, I am sure you would realize by then that everything is fine.”

“Maggy let us go,” Robert said, raising her to her feet.

She allowed him lift her up and leaned on him as they navigated towards her room. She shot a quick gaze behind her back and found Steve standing at the entrance of the kitchen, there was a look in his eyes, something that didn’t make her comfortable; something with a trifle of suspicion. She tore her gaze away and concentrated on where she was headed.

“I know what I saw Rob, I know.” She said to Robert.

“I was there, and I saw it too,” Robert managed to say.

There were at her room door now, and as Robert turned to leave, she held on firm to his hand.

“Please, stay,” She said, “I don’t want to be alone.”

“Okay,” He replied.

In a moment they were lying side by side on Maggy’s bed, and as the clock in her room ticked on, she fell asleep and slid into a dream.

The burden of ignorance that swept through her was disquieting. She was in darkness and it was concrete.  She could feel the weight of it; its strength, its supremacy, its power.

 She was somewhere around the mansion. She knew it. But what part of the mansion was she? Where was she heading? Why was she here?

She let these questions run through her thinking faculty as she navigated through the passages that branched into different directions.

She tried to study the surrounding; looking at the markings on the wall, and then it hit her, this looked exactly like one of the scenes Grandpa had painted in one of the horror stories he told her, this was it! The dungeon under the mansion, the fantasy place grandpa had created in his stories, or was it all real? She pondered.

“Help me!”

The voice she heard broke her off her thoughts.

“Help me!”

She heard the voice again, she knew the voice! It was her Grandfather.

“Grandpa! Where are you?”

“Help me!”

“Grandpa!” She was running now, diving into different passages, looking frantically for her Grandfather, but as she dived into yet another passage, she tripped and fell.

The fall took forever! She could feel herself moving back into reality, and as she touched ground, she snapped out of the dream.

She opened her eyes to meet Robert, seated on the only chair in the room, and staring at her.

The next part would be written by my friend Sona

  1. Saya says:

    Macho man eh 😀 romance level hiked in this one 😀 good one Moses..lets see if it was a dream or something else..

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  2. trablog says:

    Oh how I love when the story becomes more mysterious with each part!! Great job Moses and it was pretty quick too!!

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  3. […] will happen next….check out what twist Moses has given to this […]

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  4. Now, I feel even more rusty! You guys never cease to amaze me. I’m with Saya on this one. Roberto es mucho macho! Me gusta! Arrrrriba!!! lol 😛 😀

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  5. sheldonk2014 says:

    I love how you written the dream great work Moses

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  6. sheldonk2014 says:

    Thank you for your consideration yesterday, it met a lot coming from one who writes so well as you.

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  7. Oh wow !!! I had my jaws drop reading this on !The dungeons… what secrets will be unravelled now..? Moses you are always good with twists and turns…The dream part was so elaborate..I could actually visualize the scene in my mind ….And ‘macho’ man and lady romance…hmmm….I didn’t want it to end 😛

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  8. manvishah says:

    Working wonders with that amazing imagination 😀

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  9. sonniq says:

    I found you by accident because you liked a post i wrote on blogging 101 so I went to your site. The first thing I noticed is that you used the exact same them I was using up until about 10 days ago. I didn’t change because I didn’t like it. I wanted to see how my blog would look on another format. My main blog – My Name is Jamie. Life In Prison at is about the a man caught in the prison system and this theme just seemed to fit the grayness of prisons. I’m still playing with the new one. I did read some of your posts. I’m going to reblog it on my 2nd blog, Watch and Whirl at watchandwhirl, I will be back. i want to read more. Thank you.

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  10. I am enjoying the story and just finished reading your part, it is so descriptive in nature, the way you dealt with romance and mystery both it looks like a perfect blend of creative story telling.

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  11. […] Part 4 – […]


  12. I love what you have done here mate! You fueled Maggie’s suspicion about Steve. I hope you are having a great 2015 Moses! 😀


  13. Samjoth Sashidharan says:

    Moses..!! This was awesome, the way you have kept the romance alive and the dream; the anticipation; the questions running through us; and the vivid picturesque; I would have a lot of things to tell; but let me put this short. 😀
    This was impressive..!! and applause to the whole team too..!! 🙂

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  14. […] Would Anna meet someone special? Would love blossom for her here at the office? Read on. The next part is by Kelvin. […]


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