The Lost City of Alcavez
by Donna L Martin
One...two...three...the steps seemed to go on and on, running into each other until he couldn't see them any more. Where did they lead? As Sean shifted the backpack higher on his shoulder he felt a sharp stabbing pain shoot through his leg. Looking down, he saw blood seeping again through the bandage on his upper thigh. At this pace, he would lose too much blood before he reached the summit. Pausing to catch his breath, Sean closed his eyes and slid to the ground.
When he woke this morning, he was confident the unmarked trail he stumbled upon yesterday lead to the lost city of Alcavez. He barely contained his excitement when he found a dusty map wedged in the corner of that old desk. Could that ancient map lead to the lost city of wonder he had heard so much about? Careful to make sure no one was following him, Sean set out with just a small pack and a two liter bottle of water. To take more would have drawn suspicion.
Too late he realized someone had followed him, stayed just outside his range and now the bullet in his leg slowed him down. What Sean left on the trail behind him only gave him an hour, maybe two, to find what lay hidden at the top of those steps. Leaning on a makeshift staff, Sean forced himself to his feet and stared at the steps ahead of him. One...two...three...he just put one foot in front of the other and kept climbing...
***Now it's your turn. What happens next? Does Sean make it to the summit? Does he find the lost city of Alcavez? Are there others tracking him? Join in the fun with a sentence or a paragraph. You don't have to run with my flash fiction...if someone else comments and you want to add to their story, then go for it. Let's see where this picture prompt takes us!***