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194 @steembasicincome shares awarded till now, plus 22.558 SBD and 63 STEEM, through the contest in 40 weeks!
What do we have here? More prizes? Even more prizes? We have had a restructure in our prize categories following a great suggestions by our own wonderful @michaias!
1st place: n. 5 STEEM
2nd place: n. 3 STEEM
3rd place: n. 2 STEEM
popular vote: n. 2 steembasicincome share (remember to vote your favorite!)
Best comment to the stories: n. 2 steembasicincome shares
Welcome fellow hunters of the gold that does not glitter. @calluna here for you, and today we have a tale of the unexpected, prime for twists and turns, a door waiting to open, ready for the brave to pass through. Will you falter, or will you seize the true sword? Mystery and adventure awaits...
Our opening today is brought to us by the very talented @tristancarax - this man has a skill for weaving touches of horror, fantasy and/or the surreal into all kinds of different tales. He brings some of his signature gritty pinch of reality to the show, polished off with a nice bit of open ended potential.
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And now.. let's dive into the story!
Hunt More Precious than a Green Stone by @tristancarax
I watched Belinda getting onto the cable car that was headed up the hill. Quickly, I ran and jumped onto the back as the cable car began to pull away.
I would have had trouble with the ticket agent if it wasn’t for the gun in my hand and the badge on my belt. He backed off with a quiet stare. Following my gaze, he was bewitched by Belinda’s beauty. He darted after me. She had this effect on men of weak mind. I would have fallen off if it wasn’t for the bar slamming up against my back. Tossing the man off the trolley, his body cracked and thudded as he rolled down the hill. A blood-soaked street ...
I turned my attention back to Belinda. Fuck! She’d vanished. That fucking prick! I’d been hunting down this woman for weeks with no luck. I’d have no clue as to where to scour next if it wasn’t for the letter I found at my feet addressed to me.
It was 3 a.m. when I arrived back to my flea-infested motel. A new record for me as the days without sleep turned into weeks of nightmares. Insomnia is a bitch.
The Captain at the precinct had kept me longer than expected. He was viscerally upset when my employer had spoken to him over the phone. ”What do you mean ‘set him free?’” the captain protested. ”This man of yours just killed a man, for no apparent reason, with a slew of witnesses around,” his voice rose a little louder, becoming squeaker, ”and I’m to let him go?” His eyes darted in my direction. I saw him about to crack. ”What am I supposed to tell the press?” My employer ensured him that he’d take care of the press if the precinct did its job and labelled the body bag with the tag ”DNI” (Do not investigate).
Reluctantly, the Captain released me. My employer had ties to power most would never dare touch. Those who dared to challenge him were usually found with a couple missing body parts in the middle of town or possibly at the bottom of a flight of stairs. ”Unsolved” murder/suicides were abound. This place was beyond crooked.
I sat down on the bed. I finally had time to get to the letter I’d hidden in my trench coat pocket that was hidden beneath a pocket. This pocket had saved a few useful items in the past when I’d gotten into trouble for the blatant disregard for life.
Other than the obvious clue ”Addressed to you, Detective,” she had left a kiss mark, formed from the blue lipstick she wore.
I slapped my neck. ”Fucking fleas!”
Opening the letter, I read:
I know why you don't sleep at night. I've watched you in your half-hazy sleep toss and turn. Yes, I've done my research. You thought I didn't know about you? No matter.
Your awakening is coming. You first have to chase this mouse a few more times around the block before your mind will be free enough to see that the shadow and the light cannot be without the other.
You have been to the Garden. Follow the smell. Seek the maid who is more precious than a green stone.
Your employer is banking on the life you've lead up until this very moment.
A sweet kiss, Detective.
There was a knock at my door.
Let’s grow together!
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An unfinished fiction story or a script is posted.
You finish it with your own post or a comment in the comment section. A limit of 500 words is recommended.
WIN 10 STEEM + 4 @steembasicincome shares to the writers with the best endings and comments.
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