"Conkers!" the children excitedly shouted, running to a tree where two spiky green balls hung. "That's odd, it's the middle of August," an observant child noticed, backing away warily. The moment each of the children touched it, they gasped and discovered bubbling blisters. "The conkers, they're not conkers!" the group screamed and panicked, some managed to stumble a few steps before collapsing, dead.Meanwhile, inside the "conkers", changes were occurring. The exteriors stayed the same, albeit a little growth, but inside a tiny humanoid shape was forming. Soon, an entire army would be forming, and humans wouldn't stand a chance.
Well done. I like the thought that has gone into your writing. The idea they're conkers, but the wrong time of the year and then going on from there. Keep thinking outside the box - it makes the best writing!
ReplyDeleteMr. M. (Team 100WC)
Bedfordshire, UK