-Flash fantasy fiction
Jason, Tara, and Mark, three adventurous teenagers, stood before an old, decrepit church at the edge of their small town. The church was shrouded in rumors; people spoke of it hushedly and hurried their steps when they passed. Overwhelmed by a sense of curiosity and the audacity of youth, they decided to explore it.
“Guys, are we sure about this?” Tara asked, gripping her flashlight tightly.
“Don’t be a scaredy-cat, Tara,” Jason chided, fumbling with a rusty lock that guarded the church doors. “Mark, pass me the crowbar.”
Mark handed over the crowbar, trying not to show his apprehension. “You owe me a pizza if we get caught.”
The lock gave way with a creak, and the trio cautiously stepped inside. Cobwebs clung to the walls, and the pews were rotted and broken. Tara shone her flashlight around, and it landed on a dusty altar. On it lay an old, leather-bound book.
“Whoa, check this out!” Jason walked over and picked up the book. He blew off the dust to reveal its title: “Rituales Olvidados.”
Tara raised an eyebrow. “Rituals Forgotten? Isn’t that a bit cliché?”
Jason grinned mischievously. “Only one way to find out.”
Against their better judgment, they decided to read a random passage out loud. Jason cleared his throat and began reciting the archaic words. As he finished, a chilling wind blew through the church, extinguishing their lit candle.
Suddenly, the ground shook, and the church’s walls seemed to close in on them.
“Dude, not funny,” Mark said, shivering.
“I didn’t do that,” Jason replied, genuinely unnerved.
They decided to meet again at the church, the very scene of their ordeal. Driven by a blend of guilt and responsibility, they went to the altar and examined the “Rituales Olvidados” again.