Authors note:
This is my first story and it is original. It will be set out like a screenplay and please don't judge me if this is weird or confusing.
This part is set in Northern England.
I don't know what else to say so lets get into the story...
Please don't judge...
[Midnight at the beach. Three men have just come out of the pub very drunk. They go to the beach and two of them try to persuade the other to go into the water. They get to the edge of the dock and the two men push the other off the edge and laugh.]
Man 1: (slurring) Innit cold down there?
Man 2: (laughing) Maybe the fishes will help you get back home.
Man 3: The seaweed's getting caught on me good jacket. Me wife is gonna kill me.
[Mist starts to drift in unnaturally quick and the lampposts and lights around the men start to flicker and go out]
Disembodied voice: It won't be your wife that kills you.
[Out of the mist emerges a green and black mist like substance slowly making its way towards the three men. The two men on the dock start to scream and stumble away. The last man tries to swim out of the water screaming but the seaweed wraps around him and pulls him closer towards the substance. He struggled against the plant but he could not break free. The substance engulfs him and then disappears. The mist also disappears and the lights turn back on]
Authors note:
This is just the prologue and it won't be obvious why this happened until later in the story but I hope this and the rest of it.
P.S: Not expecting anyone to read this... Sad times... :(
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