Collision 01: The Crash

Here is part 1 of the new interactive story we'll be doing together! I wrote the first part, and Brock Wood will write the next part, and then we'll alternate. We hope you enjoy it! Also, the title image was created by Brock Wood.

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Collision
Part 1
The Crash
by Zack Scott

"Another day, another dollar." That's fun to say when I'm on paid vacation. Which I am. I wouldn't say I'm not working though. Moving can be a tough job. I'm glad I was able to hire people to do it for me. But they aren't doing all of the work. I'm here to make sure everything gets put into the right place. I also do a bit of on-the-fly rearrangement.

But for now, I'm sitting at my kitchen table with a folded newspaper in one hand and a steaming cup of coffee in the other. I can't help but notice the date on the newspaper: August 6, 1986. That's 8/6/86. Not a big deal, I guess. Normally, I wouldn't be reading the newspaper at home. In fact, I think it's a primitive way to get the news. Cavemen used it...probably. I just subscribe so I can bring it to the office. It helps me kill time. TV with its cable news is the way to go; it's the future. Soon radio and newspapers will be dead, and everything will be done via television. Mark my words. I'd be watching it right now if the cable guy would show up.

Earlier this year, people without TV and CNN didn't get to see the Challenger explosion live. I did. Of course, I was on vacation then too. Maybe I take too many vacations. But maybe I deserve them.

"Where can we put this?" one of the movers asks, interrupting my train of thought. He is holding a box full of my wife's belongings.

"Just...put it in the master bedroom. She'll sort things out," I reply. I watch as he leaves my view. It'd be easier if she were here supervising as well, but she's a teacher. And yes, I know it's the middle of summer, but she's teaching summer school this year. I can't think of a more annoying job. Well, I can, but those kids in her class are idiots...real screw-offs. They are definitely not the cream of the crop. Come to think of it, didn't I have to go to summer school once?

Whatever, that was then, and this is now. I'm no longer Brock Albert, the kid who can throw a football like he was bred for it, but takes tests like he was dropped as a baby. I'm Brock Albert, the guy making six figures a year and moving into a new house at the age of twenty-five. I'm Brock Albert, the guy with a trophy wife the students drool over. I'm Brock Albert, the only guy in the neighborhood with a brand-new 1986 Porsche 944 Turbo that is so sweet the shiny red paint must be candy. I'm Brock Albert, the guy who is growing extremely annoyed waiting for the cable guy! Where the hell is he?

I slam my paper onto the table and walk over to the phone. At least the phone company is on top of their game. I pick it up, dial the number, walk back to the table, and sit down. You guessed it: cordless phone. AT&T makes the best. I can go into different rooms of the house. I can even take it out back, but then the reception gets screwy. Other than that, I can't imagine a phone getting much better. Occasionally, I can even pick up the neighbors' calls. And of course, there's no cord, hence the name. My wife seems to always get those things tangled up. I pity all of the husbands who haven't upgraded.

As I listen into the phone, I hear the unpleasant sound of static...except it grows louder. No, that noise isn't static. It sounds like a roar! Suddenly, light pours in through my kitchen window, somehow overtaking the natural daylight. A loud crash erupts from the backyard and the entire house shakes. The movers pause, I spill my coffee, and I drop the phone out of fright. I gaze around, trying to figure just what the hell is going on...

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[ZackScottFunClub]

I have two weeks until I present my next writing. Hopefully I can satisfy @cheesyflames.

You're right though. I did throw it together. I didn't realize my audience craved something more.

[blondebullet6241]

you should do a video tour of your house!

thumbs up if you agree

[LegoMasterM]

i sleep

[FuckYou0liSyk3s]

Captions

Lol

[McTylaa]

ZackScott and all of his pets and spiders should be riding on the meteor and when they meet brock they should tell him about their personal lives. that would be EPIC!

[hgfggg1]

I go into the backyard and look around.I feel strangely warm.I spot a small crater.It destroyed my flower bed.Luckily, my sesitive plant survived.I looked into the crater.I saw various minerals,some of which could make me rich.(because some metors have stuff like that in them.)I did not touch them because it was so hot.

[teriakibeefjerky]

@ZackScottFunClub hells ya

[IcyProductionsInc]

a beautfull masterpeice 

[LegitTalon]

I just think about the Risk video whenever you say Brock Wood. I love that video.

Also, great start. Maybe you can get it published when it's finished.

[dorkykaya]

Ooooh the suspense.