The Big Blue Neon Light (enc1101)

The Big Blue Neon Light

Driving home from work on a damp summer night, as silence plagued the air the only thing I could feel was the warm breeze against my skin. There was complete darkness, however, in the distance the only thing visible was a bright blue neon light to my right. As my car accelerated faster than the speed of light, to me, what felt like two seconds, really five minutes had passed. As my car came to a halt, no sooner did I put my car in park when I realized I was in front of the blue neon light that I had seen from a distance. This light turned out to be a bowling alley.

As I got out of my car, curiosity took hold of me and pulled me towards a big, glass, door that was covered in fingerprints. With this, I opened it. As I opened the door, the silence that had once surrounded me was completely broken. Screams of excitement were heard as well as the sound that is created when ten-ton bowling balls hit a mere three one-foot bowling tall bowling pins. I scoped the premises, and caught site of a group of my friends.

Walking through the aroma of popcorn made my stomach talk. Ignoring such gossip, I strode to lane thirteen where my friends danced around and imitated those around a campfire as they waited their turn to bowl. No sooner was I two feet from my friends did I feel a cold chill going through my body. At this very moment I felt the bowling alley’s impact on my emotions. My friends caught sight of me and wheeled me into a game of bowling.

After putting on the fungus-filled bowling