A series of unaware micro events
two little stories following just two stories out of countless others as large sections of a city are plucked out of their lives and left with some unaware situation.
So, do you ever get that feeling where you get an idea, and it refuses to go away? well I had two things in mind, tiny tiny peoples, footwear and a dog. and i find myself struggling doing really long stories, so this is two nice and short ones. let me know what you think of the length and such, may do more like this thing in the future <3
******************** A series of unaware micro events
Countless people were lost that day and never to be explained, eventually as like everyone else their stories were left out of the newspapers after the first week. No one ever did or ever will find out the fates of just a few of people that went missing apart from the people themselves, and here are but a few of their experiences.
Everything was going just fine for the bus load of passengers as they approached the long tunnel back into the city centre the only sound inside being the quiet hum of the engine below them and the typical hushed British chat between friends. The natural light is sacrificed for the dull yellow artificial light from the tiny lights in the bus' aisles.
The driver of the bus breaks suddenly as the road way starts to lead up into the tunnel roof its self, everyone on the coach looking out of the windows and only seeing almost endless darkness apart from the now dim light coming from the back on the tunnel still. The front headlights on the vehicle being the only thing lighting up the road ahead, the black tarmac seemingly a lot rougher than before hand and a heavy musky and earthy smell starting to become noticeable as it is spread through the air-conditioning. But that's normal with a bus fur of passengers most people assume.
The mumbling on board slowly gets louder as people start to talk over themselves as the driver, totally unsure of what to do, pulls the wheel hard to the right and slowly starting to accurate the bus sluggishly starts to turn around. Everyone is still in their seats rocking about slightly with the bus as the wheels sink into several large dips in the road.
The entrance however is now a shier wall of grey upwards but still its a form of light and in a panic, light is always the best answer. Heading back towards the light from the pit of darkness everyone, only feeling slightly relived by this before the everything rocks back and forth violently causing almost everyone to give a simultaneous gasp, the road ahead almost instantly becoming a huge slope with the shaking. The worn out tires skid trying to pull at the road and getting no grip. The headlights burning brightly towards the light at the end of the tunnel before omnisciently darken to almost pitch darkness.
Shouting only starting to intensify before total silence once again consumes those on board, every set of eyes looking out the front as the once grey wall is replaced with dull golden one slowly encroaching its way downwards towards the floor then towards the bus full of people. With a sharp grinding of gears the young driver slams into reverse and quickly picks up speed along with the downwards hill. Non-stop shouting and the sound of fabric rubbing along fabric from all around is all that can be heard at all times.
The golden wall over takes the floor like an unstoppable tidal wave as the tiny coach slides into a dip once again, this time however promptly rolling onto its side tossing those inside against each other the walls and anything else unfortunate enough to be inside. Freedom only provided as a few windows are smashed, some unfortunate enough to be ejected with quite some force rolling and tumbling over the floor and getting a feel of the sponge warm yet damp floor and only able to take this in as the dimly lit wall over takes them in an instant, screaming in pain feeling only the huge pressure and heat build up for a second before being completely overtaken and crushed.
Looking outwards the few lucky enough to be able to see what is coming get a close look at the wall, clearly formed of fabric and holding a unspeakable amount of heat and moister spreading the overpowering stink of unwashed socks. Watching as the walls lift slightly then push over them, the flimsy structure of the bus groaning as it quickly becomes to much before completely flattening under that wall of unmeasurable power.
Giving a huff and tugging his shoes out from under the bed clearly showing their age after uncountable days of usage, lazily he shoves in his already socked paw into the opening of the shoe and sliding his foot forwards in one quick motion and giving a slam of his foot down to seal his foot into its warm casing. Laughing slightly to his self feeling the object under his toes and giving a slight squeeze. "These little models get everywhere", he thought to himself as he tied his laces tightly and ready for a long day of at work.
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The two police officers sit in their car watching car after car rush by on the motorway making idle chit chat awaiting anything to happen to break the monotony of looking after a quite city, the two males both look towards the radio as it crackles into life about a number of car crashes all over town. They both grab at their seatbelts ready to set off till car rushes by with its headlights bright enough to fill the inside of the car with light and momentary blinding the two officers.
Once the light clears the two officers give a glance at each other before looking out towards the road again only to see a brown wilderness with huge boulders scattering the land. With the only thing of note being a wooded area a few miles out.
The quiet yet distinct click of a door opening is the only sound made as the one in the passenger seat takes a step out, quickly shutting the door behind his self before looking about. The large chunks of gravel crunching beneath his feet with the only other sound being the pleasant sound of birds tweeting somewhere in the distance being the only normality in this almost alien landscape.
In a state of shock the driver stays in place at his seat, his hands grasping at the radio on his chest in some sort of hope of some guidance, only to get a odd static feedback only causing that feeling of fear the grow and implant its self into the back of his mind. Back outside the younger officer decides to take a walk to study the area, getting only a few meters away from the car before stopping. His feet picking up very slight vibrations rapidly becoming more apparent till they become strong enough to cause him to lose his footing on the loose stones and down onto his back and looking upwards to the almost relaxing sight of a cloudless sky.
The lone male back inside the car can also feel these tremors however finds his self simply looking towards his colleague with an open mouth as something normal yet horribly wrong enters sight, namely a huge yellow furred non-anthro canine bounding directly towards the stranded pair of police men. A shadow engulfs the male still on his back as a single muddied footpaw blots out the sun over head and replacing the view of blue sky with the huge underside of the padded paw, blades of grass big enough to dwarf any tree, stones the size of boulders stuck between the pads as well as the odd unfortunate bug bigger than the male impressed into the muddy surface as if to act as a true show of his insignificance. These details become the last thing those eyes take detail of as that paw slams down once again, the little speck under it being shoved down into the sand momently before becoming nothing more than a red stain never to be noticed by another human.
The now lone man watches on as the male on the outside is unknowingly crushed, as if watching a car crash that you cant help but watch, the view of two sets of titanic paws either side of the car proving enough to push the driver to get the car started in some hope to make avoid any fate involving that beast. These hopes may have held as the dog mearly takes a break from his play, scanning over the park and back at his owner, however fate has different plans as the sirens burst into life as the car starts up, blue and red lights illuminating the surrounding area and a high pitch wailing catching the dogs attention causing the excitable it to look down at the high pitched noise and light emitting object. Pushing his foot down quickly onto the accelerator the car roars to life, tires digging down into the gravel and unfortunately getting stuck quickly after.
Leaning into the window and looking upwards any view of the sky is eclipsed behind a pair of wide open jaws, tendrils of drool hanging between the two impossibly large jaws forming that muzzle as the hot gasps of air beat down on the tiny vehicle causing every surface of glass to get fogged up instantly. That long tongue extending like a bolt, the inside of the car getting suddenly darker as that wall of flesh presses down, the copious amounts of thick sticky saliva slipping down over the metal walls while that tongue takes a simple lick over the odd object.
Screaming to high hell as everything is tossed about inside the lone male can only watch on with horror as the blue and red lights continue to give a view of this sick hell, as behind the only natural light disappears behind an impassable wall formed by the sharp teeth and thick lips of this animal. The floor of tongue lifts suddenly forcing the man into his seat before the car is pushed against the hard pallet at the roof of the maw, the light press more than enough to shatter windows letting forth a wave of foul smelling dog breath as it fills every panicked breath not being helped by the lukewarm drool forcing its way into the tiny openings of the now apparently rather fragile car.
With a single loud squelch echoing from all around the dog happily sends down its insignificant toy, an invisible force pulling the tiny item and its driver to the dark wide opening in the back of that muzzle, without enough time to give a futile shout for help the tiny snack is sent down into the unknown depths of the tight and compacting throat. The only view of the outside being glistening pulsating flesh undulating it's way around the metal frame, the only sound being a constant beat of the canines heart and a steady groaning coming from behind only getting louder. Another poor victim sent to his doom just like the many others today.
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agaist all you have to do is let me know what you think and I'm happy <3