Pic1000- The Traveller And The Poor Spider

The photo was taken by @wakeupkitty host of this contest on behalf of @freewritelive

The old phone booth stood alone on the side of the road, its glass cracked and covered in dust. The phone inside was a relic from another time, its buttons worn and yellowed. Beside it stood the white and red sleek and shiny Video Travel Center, its interface glowing in the sunlight. It seemed to beckon travellers inside, promising information and directions at the touch of a button.

There stood on the other side of the road a confused and lost traveller, who was making his way to the video travel booth. He needed to find directions to his destination.

Inside the phone booth, a spider scuttled across the floor, its web clinging to the dusty phone. It just found a new home. A cosy one.

Suddenly, the door creaked open, a human was entering inside, now the spider must find cover. It must scurry away to safety without drawing attention.

Gently, the traveller's hand reached in, searching for the phone. As he hand grabbed the phone, the poor spider scuttling away to safety caught his attention,

With a swing of his hands, the traveller swatted at it, and it, crushing into the walls.

Punching in numbers, the phone rang on the other side. A voice crackled through the receiver.

"Hello?" it said. "How may we help you?"

"I'm a traveller looking for directions," the traveller said.

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