Today’s
prompt: The entrance to the tunnel was the only way out.
It
was a cliché but true nevertheless, something had gone horribly wrong. First
the loud explosion, flying sparks and then total darkness. A couple in the swan
boat nearest him laughed. They must think it part of the thrill in the tunnel
of love. Seated at his dead control panel, Jeb knew it wasn’t. The boats were
stuck, and there was nothing he could do about it. Had the steep slide at the
end of the ride collapsed? It was at least seventy years old. The entrance to
the tunnel was the only way out. Love would lead the way.
What did the others write?
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