The Process

So.

While I am super glad that things are opening up for my more out there folk, I’m not quite there yet.
But I still want to interact with you all.

Would you like to participate in a shared story?

But not just any story. A story of supernatural hijinx during the pandemic.

Rules: two sentences only. Must have happened during the last year. No politics. Just spooky. Anything over 2 sentences can be ignored.

I’ll go first:

Start:
The cat skittered to a scrambling stop and then peered cautiously into a corner of the room. The smell of sulfur wafted to your nostrils.