Quicksies - "Welcome Sparks"

He could tell right away someone had been in his house. The glass splattered the hall way and blood lingered on the door window pane. Crunching the glass with his boots Andy Sparks turned to his light switch; there were no lights either: great.

Another step forward. The cottage was small so their wasn't a lot of room to hide and he feared what he would find in the darkness. He turned to look into the galley kitchen and froze as a groan rang out from behind him – pained and muffled from the living room.

He turned round slowly and crept to the archway. “Who's there?” he raised his mobile phone like a weapon which had been doubling as a torch. “Show yourself or I'll call the police...”

He tailed off as a figure came into view in the half light. He gaped; going ashen as he looked upon her and how her hands seemed to will him towards them.

“Andy...” rasped the figure, her voice painful to the ear. “Andy it's me...you have to--”

“Shh!” he hushed her as he stepped forward and put his finger to the woman's lips. “It's okay mum, breath...just stay here and I'll check the rest of the house.”

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I've discovered this wonderful blog talking about writing and doing just 10 minutes of pure writing based on a first sentence and though it took me all day to do the courageous thing and put pen to paper after so long put it off.

Also, going to try and start doing some twitter stories. Will get on trying to create a story in 140 characters when I have time.