This one is a bit more complex but also more fun! 😅
The rules are simple:
Everyone writes 1-2 sentences but ends with a half one. The next has to complete the last half sentence. And can add 1-2 but has to end with a half one. Every post shouldn't be longer than a SMS (~160 chars).
Example:
It was dark outside and Foobar sat on his couch. He jumped up ...
... because a spider was on the table. The spider was a big fan of ...
...two characters looking particularly out of place. Both wearing long, black jackets like something out of a Matrix film. They're speaking a language Max can't quite place. One of them reaches deep in to an inside pocket and slowly pulls out...
...is struggling to make sense of the morning. Max is the chief Internet Explorer 6 compatibility engineer for his company though and has no time to waste dwelling on the past. He finishes his coffee with one large final gulp but then feels something unusual in his mouth. He spits out...
... gets a call by his boss, who used Teamviewer to check his employees, and asks what the *** he had done? His boss was scanned into the salamander matrix and has to bread their eggs. Max checks the scanner and ...
a duck trying to waddling toward him. He bends over to scoop up the duck and fails because it bites his finger. The duck starts to run off, but turns it's head to yell " ...
..."▓▓▓ ▓▓▓▓▓▓ ▓▓▓ ▓▓▓▓▓▓". That language again... surely not the duck too?! Max chases after the duck as the pitter patter of its tiny flippers on the cold tiles echos through the dark hallway. He reaches a junction with 2 paths, right and left. In his breathlessness he loses track of the duck. Max decides to go...
...back the way he came. Max abruptly stops as he runs face-first into a cold glass-like surface. He rubs his face and as his pain dissipates he sees not only his reflection, but 3 reflections of him. Max feels trapped and isn’t sure what to do. In one of the reflective surfaces, he sees a salamander...
...for a split second as it scurries away. Suddenly, an almighty bang echoes through the corridor. The room lights up and Max jolts upright. He awakes to find himself at his desk. His boss has just printed out several webpages for him to fix in IE6 and dropped them on his desk. He rubs his eyes once again adjusting to the harsh artificial lights of his basement office. Surely that wasn’t just a dream...
...He soon realizes he left his phone at the office, but figures he should be able to get by without it...
