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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: Write in the MYSTERY genre (04/05/07)

TITLE: Mystery Meet
By Bob Zoellner


It was a dark and stormy night.

O.k., it wasn’t really that dark. Or stormy. It was already light outside, and was promising to be a pretty nice day. It wasn’t dark or stormy at all.

It just felt like that on the inside.

All prisons feel that way. No matter what the weather, or life for that matter, is like on the outside, it’s dark and stormy on the inside.

“Hey, bro, what’s up?”

“Not much, just hanging out,” I said, mindlessly thinking about what would probably be another long day.

I’m sure my thoughts would turn to this new acquaintance of mine, a colleague of just a few weeks. He told me about this friend of his, and I was intrigued. This friend seemed like he was willingly to help us escape. My thinking wasn’t so mindless any more.

I’ve been trapped in here a long time. Day in and day out it’s the same old thing. It was enough to drive anyone crazy. I had to try something. There was going to be a meeting to talk some more about getting out. I had to go.


I couldn’t believe what I heard. The plan was too simple. No way was that going to work. I’d gotten my hopes up, but this was sure to fail. Then I’d never get out. I’d be trapped in this prison forever.

Surely there’s got to be another way, I thought. How much do we really know about this friend, anyway? Can he be trusted? Was he reliable? Why was he willing to help us when the risk was so great?

I pondered what we talked about at the meeting for days. It consumed my every waking moment. It even crept into my sleeping moments, too. The prospect for freedom does that to a man who has been held captive as long as I have.

I wrestled with the plan. Went over it and over it. Every detail. I tried to find the flaws, but I have to be honest – there weren’t any. It was profound in its simplicity. Now I had to choose if I wanted to be a part of it.


This meeting was like the other one, yet I knew we were coming close to making a decision. We had to choose one way or the other. We couldn’t keep delaying the inevitable. If we were going to do it, it had to be soon. We were either in or out, there was no middle ground.

I wanted so badly to be a part of this, because the prospect of freedom tasted so good. Still, I had my doubts. If this failed, my sentence would be a lifetime one. However, if I succeeded, my freedom would be forever, too. The conflict raged.

I went to bed in a fighting mood. I desperately clung to the hope of finally being free, but the turmoil inside made it a fitful rest. This one truly was a dark and stormy night.

If only there was an easy answer.


I woke up feeling better than I think I had the right too. As poorly as I slept, I was in a better mood than I had been in a long time. I guess I had made up my mind. I was going to be a part of the plan.

Now I just had to let the guys know. Not everyone in the group had decided to go for it, but that was their choice. And they had to live with that decision, good or bad. Just like me.

"Hey, bro, I’ve decided to get out of this prison.”

“That’s cool. You ready to embrace the plan?”

“With all my heart.”

“So you’re ready to be free?”

“I’m ready to be free.”

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Julie Arduini04/12/07
I liked this. Not a whodunit per se, but did he make the choice, which to me is just as good. This has a great message and boy did I feel suspense. Good job!
Verna Cole Mitchell 04/15/07
What a great analogy you created. I loved it.
Jacquelyn Horne04/16/07
I think I know where this is going, but I feel like I haven't gotten there. I assume this is a freedom in Christ, but it is unclear. The writing is good however.