Argh! Another story! I have so many ideas, it's ridiculous!
It was a normal day. A day like any other day. I got up at 5:30, showered, turned on the telly and ate breakfast. I went for a jog and came home to get my son, Liam ready for his summer vacation—he'd be spending two months with his cousins—and went out again to go shopping. I wouldn't have been so bloody busy if hadn't been for my good-for-nothing ex. He left a long time ago, grinning like a shot fox, as if he'd done something great and holy, the mongrel. No matter, it's done and over with.
Anyway, it was just a normal day until I decided to drop by my friend, Grace's house. I really hoped she wasn't having a naughty—really, you have no idea how many times I've walked in on her and a...ah…friend together. It'd been days since I'd seen her last.
"If the sign is down, just come on in." she says. She is the reason for the longest time, I thought all American women were molls. Now I'm afraid to not knock on her door. Very afraid. I mean, she's a great mate and all, but she's none too bright—at least not with sex on her mind.
Anyway, I was walking down the street and passed by an alley with a dumpster in it. I love dumpster diving, so I stopped by to take a peek inside, see what was there. All my friends at the hospital teased me relentlessly, saying a surgeon shouldn't be digging through dirty, germy trash the way I do but I don't care. I just love some of the things I find. It's beyond me why people throw out some of the things they do.
So, I'd just hoisted myself up and was leaning over the edge when I realized it was empty. I frowned but dropped back down and rubbed my hands on my daks and when I looked back up I was standing in a forest. Needless to say, I was gobsmacked.
You had to choose today to wear your thongs…
Sandals aren't exactly good for a hike now, are they?
"Who are you?"
I spun toward the voice, shocked to see a very ropeable looking man standing just a few feet away.
"Strewth, when did you get there?" I exclaimed.
"Shh, so you want to get killed?" he hissed rushing toward me on silent feet.
"Shh." He placed a hand over my mouth. "They are close."
As if on cue, a voice rang out in the night.
"Where did you go?" it said. They sounded like they had a sore throat and a head cold. And like they'd had their voice box removed.
"Come out, come out, wherever you are." The voice taunted. "Come on, we just wanna play a game with you."
The man's eyes widened and without removing his hand, he pulled me away with him behind a tree.
"If I let go, will you be quiet?" he whispered so quietly, I almost couldn't hear him. I nodded in response to his question and he slowly released me.
"What are they?" I glanced in the direction the sound of feet was coming from.
"Orcs. Where have you been that you do not know an orc when you see one?"