Who Goes There?
The Vignette Gazette Writer’s Prompt #253 | Basement
Today’s prompt comes from Stephen Dalton: write a 100–300-word psychological thriller centred around the word BASEMENT. For this one, let’s go somewhere with stone walls, candlelight, and a man who notices everything…
Cromwell read the confession twice.
Then he put one finger beneath a single word.
“Basement.”
The prisoner said nothing.
“What is a basement?”
“A cellar.”
“We have a word for cellar.”
The man shifted in his chair.
“Then I made it up.”
“No.”
Cromwell smiled.
“That is what I would have said.”
Between them, a candle guttered. Somewhere deep beneath the great hall came a dull thud.
The prisoner looked towards it.
Cromwell noticed.
“I have made inquiry. No such word exists.”
“Apparently it does.”
“You write other things.”
He turned the page.
A woman will sit upon England’s throne.
The prisoner swallowed.
Men will walk upon the moon.
Cromwell looked up.
“Whose moon?”
Despite himself, the man laughed.
Cromwell did not.
“And this?”
He tapped another line.
The King will marry six times.
Silence.
That Anne will lose her head.
The prisoner had gone pale.
“And that I — ”
Cromwell stopped.
For the first time, the man met his eyes.
“You what?”
Cromwell folded the confession and slipped it inside his coat.
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Another crash sounded below.
This time, both men looked towards the door.
“What is down there?” Cromwell asked.
“Nothing you would believe.”
“Try me.”
The prisoner hesitated.
“A box.”
“What kind?”
“Blue.”
Cromwell waited.
“It travels.”
“On wheels?”
“Not exactly.”
“Where from?”
The man considered this.
“Anywhere.”
Cromwell picked up the candle.
“Show me.”
They descended together.
At the bottom, broken masonry lay across the cellar floor. Through the dust came a strange blue light.
Cromwell stopped.
A wooden door stood where no door had stood before.
Above it, illuminated letters read:
POLICE PUBLIC CALL BOX.
Cromwell stared.
Then he glanced at his prisoner.
“Basement?”
The man winced.
“Cellar.”
“Good.”
Cromwell stepped forward.
“Now we are learning.”
Inspired by Thomas Cromwell (c. 1485–1540), chief minister to Henry VIII, who was executed on Tower Hill on 28 July 1540 on the King’s orders.
BASEMENT: Merriam-Webster dates its first known use to 1730.
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