27/11 100 Word Challenge
Prompt: Sandwich Battery Energetic White Hurried Drip. Drip. The ceiling spits down at me, disgusted. Mouldy floorboards creak under my stride, and wispy cobwebs cling onto my cheeks. A soft pattering fills my ears as I move closer and closer, squeaks and shuffles; the air filled with it’s curious cacophony. White. A flash by me in an instant, gone in a millisecond. Battery charged and energetic, a tiny menace hurried in it’s pace. An empty silence swallows the room, dragging it down into the depths of soundless doom. One step. Then another. Closer and closer still.... A mouse pops into view, teeth gnawing away at a stale sandwich .