PHOTO PROMPT © Jennifer Pendergast
This was supposed to be a movie set but in spite of the traditional harsh and hot lighting, the details were too exact.
“Hello?” Where had the crew gone? Was it lunch yet?
He tried to look back at the doors. He swore he left them open but he couldn’t hear the noises from outside the studio and it was getting warmer.
Then his neck started hurting, but he couldn’t stop looking up. Oddly, it wasn’t the colorful stained-glass windows that attracted him but the stone faces instead.
They became animated and sang as one, “Welcome to the afterlife, Scott.”
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