Short Story Ideas

Voices

"Hello?"

The bulky man searches through the darkness when a voice calls out to him, pleading.
"Please I need help....My son.."
His pace quickens to follow the sound, now seemingly farther away than it was before. The mysterious voice brought an odd sense of comfort to the old man.
Never had he heard such a welcoming tone in a long time.
"John! Come out. This isn't funny..."

"Mother! I'm here!"
He swings his arms back and forth as his slender legs leap forward.

"Over here, sweetie. Moms got you."
He stops chasing the echoing voice when he spots a black object on the empty floor.

"Good job, Johnny! You found me."
But, no soul was in sight. All that remained was a looped record player beside his feet.