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?