The Camcorder

by colorblinded

She smiles as she digs the camcorder out of the cardboard box. She lays on the couch and sinks into the memories; her memories; their memories.

66. Fire Alarm

Prompt from MaraLovesPeanutButter: Fire Alarm

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"And if you would look to your left, folks, you can see the wonderful statues done in the late 1500's..." A light, lilting voice, echoing slightly. It's quiet in the background, the occasional shuffling and footsteps.

Someone snickered, near the camera.

"Percy, ssh! Be respectful." Annabeth, scolding; typical.

"Be respectful of what, the splatter paintings for fifteen hundred dollars, or... Whatever that'd supposed to be?" Percy, his voice on the edge of another laugh.

"It's a person!"

"Sure it is." A light cackle followed his words.

Suddenly, a blaring alarm sound, and a scream.

"We're all gonna die! It's a bomb! It's—"

"PERCY! SHUT UP! It's just the fire alarm!"

"Oh."