The week is half over. We’re headed to the weekend. I have new words. I’m thankful. I hate to keep harping on this whole DST thing but I’m just not making the shift with any sort of grace this year. Last year, I was pretty much bedridden and only had to do the minimum to get by. This year, when I’m still trying to rebuild energy and stamina, the time change has been brutal. It sucks.
In other news, these words don’t stuck. While I didn’t make the Thursday Threads winner’s cut, I’m happy with them. And I’m happy with the possibilities they present. Last week’s theme was a good one, as far as I’m concerned. The prompt is: “Don’t go in there.” 
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Sade blocked the doorway. “You can’t go in there, Ari.”
“What are you hiding?”
Nothing. Everything. The thoughts whipped through her mind but she didn’t voice them. “I’m here on official business.”
Ariel stiffened. “As if I didn’t see your badge. Move aside, Sade. I do not wish to hurt you.” He stepped closer, halting only when his chest met the palm she extended.
“Really? We’re going to play this game?”
“It is not a game, Sade.”
“You’re right. It’s not. That means it’s Agent Marquis to you.”
The Fae flicked his gaze to the man standing a few feet away. “Do you desire to test your strength against my magic, werewolf?”
Caleb shrugged. “Sade’s right. This is a crime scene. We’re FBI agents. You’re not. Go home, Ariel. There’s nothing you can do here.”
He opened his mouth to retort but the lights dimmed. Sade’s hand immediately reached for her weapon. Caleb also reached for his, though his hand had grown fur and claws.
Swirls of darkness danced across the ceiling. Before any of them could react, the shadows dove to the floor and slid beneath the closed door.
“What the hell?” Sade whispered, her 9mm pistol in hand.
Ariel reached around her and grabbed the doorknob.
“Don’t go in there.”
He opened it anyway. “I’m the only one who can.” Ari stepped through and was swallowed in darkness.
Caleb exchanged looks with Sade. “We have to go after him.”
“Well, shit.” She braced and nodded. “Let’s go.”
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What do you suppose is on the other side of that door? Inquiring minds–including mine–want to know. Writers, feel free to be inspired. Readers, what fictional door would you step through?
Silver James 
Since Ari said he’s the only one that can go in there, I think it’s a passage to an unknown realm.
I hope your day is going okay. That line of storms looked nasty out your way. We got so thunder/heavy rain/winds. It’s supposed to get bad around 1 am Thursday.
Stay safe.
The line that came through about 4 a.m. was fast and narrow. We got a few spits of pea-sized hail, a hard down-fall of rain. The tornadoes came later and further to the east. We need the rain so I’m hoping for more. It would have been nice if the front had waiting until daylight and it had rained more. LOL
And you might be right but as Sade proved in GHOSTS & THE ANCIENT STONES, she can stumble about in the realms. 😉