Wednesday's Words on a Friday

 

The original Words for Wednesday was begun by Delores and eventually taken over by a moveable feast of participants when Delores had computer troubles. Sadly, Delores has now closed her blog forever due to other problems.

The aim of the words is to encourage us to write. A story, a poem, whatever comes to mind.

If you are posting an entry on your own blog, please let us know so we can come along to read it and add a few encouraging words.

This month the words/prompts are supplied by ME and can be found right here on Wednesdays

This week's words/prompts are: 

1. covered 

2. alloys 

3. skidded 

4. potpourri 

5. fixation 

6. chemical 

7. earmarked 

8. lettuce

Here is my story: continued from last week

After the covered trucks had skidded to a halt inside the facility gates, the children were carefully loaded onto stretchers and wheeled to their dormitories, where they were placed onto beds and left to awaken in their own time. Tiny cameras mounted in the corners of the ceiling monitored their every move and air vents in the ceiling carried psychotropic medications to make them drowsy again if they woke and became problematic.

Dr Whitsek had read about these ancient chemicals when first researching the items he wanted for his laboratories and had managed to obtain large quantities of them through scheming and bribery. He had also read that lettuce had the ability to cause sleepiness and planned to give this a trial with the new intake of teenagers. Lettuce soup perhaps or cups of lettuce tea before bed. Lettuce seemed to be the one thing that grew freely in the vegetable gardens. If it failed, he had the huge store of ancient drugs to fall back on, while he experimented with alloys.

His assistants had thought only metals could be combined and called alloys, he’d been disgusted with them at first, but was gradually teaching them that other things could also be combined to create a whole new material, and this of course was also an alloy. He had demonstrated by making mayonnaise. Eggs and oil, completely separate items, but when mixed in the proper proportions became mayonnaise. They had been suitably impressed and forgave him his fixation on finding new alloys. 

The children began waking up and hour after being delivered and sat up warily, looking at their surroundings. Large bowls of potpourri were placed between each bed, with sweetly scented cedar chips as their base, the obvious use was to mask the smell of the psychotropic should it be needed.  The girls thought it delightful. The boys, in their separate dormitory didn’t care so much. They were busy trying doors and windows to see if they could escape. Clearly they would need stronger doses of the calming medications. Dr Whitsek earmarked the page in his journal and went downstairs to the assembly room. Here is where the children would be brought once they had been washed and fed.