[identity profile] mbarker.livejournal.com posting in [community profile] writercises
Original posting 17 Jan 2011

I usually don't remember my dreams, but this morning there was a trace of one rumbling around in my head when I woke up. It was pretty vague and confused, but here's what I think was happening...

Mike felt pretty good as he walked towards the car in the parking garage. Dinner, a show, good friends, and of course, the woman that he was starting to feel very serious about. A nice, relaxing evening.

He unlocked the car doors, and stepped back as everyone started to get in. That's when he saw the cardboard box sitting near the wall. He frowned, but stepped over and flipped the lid open. Then he whistled soundlessly.

"Hey, Jim? Come over here and take a look at this." Mike looked around the empty garage as Jim walked over.

Jim's eyes grew wide, then he knelt and started going through the box. He looked up at Mike and said, "Guns? And ammunition? Man, there's enough here for a small war. What the heck?"

That's where I woke up. A small party of friends, coming back to their car, discovers a box full of guns and ammunition.

I have to admit, I'm kind of curious as to what happened next. So I thought I'd toss it out as an exercise. Go ahead and change the characters, put them in a setting that you prefer, but tell us what happens when a small group of friends finds a box full of guns and ammunition. What do they do with it?

Just write.
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