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The Taxi Driver and the Wanderer

by Soyvolon | Score: 3250

There used to be flickering lights here. Now, all she could see was the tattered remains of fancy decorations and shattered tables. The former dance floor found itself covered in a layer of dust, its pulsing squares still as the abandoned city she had been wandering. There wasn't much left of the world at this point, just dust and bones topped with a few survivors. The nightclub she wandered into just happened to be the location of more than one of these survivors at the time.

"I can't see you, nor anything anymore. Why not come a litter closer so I can at least feel you while we speak," a scratchy voice echoed off the walls to her. The lady lying in the booth at the rear of the nightclub lifted her head up off her jacket, the emblem of a taxi company almost faded from existence on the breast of her shirt.

The wanderer hesitated, jumping slightly when a crash from the outside of the building reached her sensitive ears.

"Come, I wont bite, I promise. Not much to worry about anyways, not needing food and all," the former taxi driver replied, still partly lying within her booth. The scattered art supplies jingled in their containers resting on the table when she bumped into it moving closer to the wanderer.

"I just wish for someone to help me with this artwork," the taxi driver continued.

The wanderer accepted the taxi drivers request. She a

Completed challenges

The following challenges were completed during the writing exercise:

Begin Start typing to begin
Words Reach 50 words
Event Civilization has come to an end
Words Reach 100 words
Location A nightclub
Sentence "I can't see you."
Words Reach 200 words
Letter Use the letter J
Character An affectionate taxi driver
Prop Include a paint brush

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