I haven’t done one of Teresa’s prompt challenges for a while, but the picture brought to mind a caption.
Prompt A (setting challenge): A Museum
Prompt B (Story Starter): “The lights dimmed slowly.”
Prompt C (photo)
Jon was closing up the Galactic Museum for the day, and as the lights dimmed slowly, he saw something out of the corner of his eye that made him stop and turn.
How many times had he looked at that door, yet had not noticed the blending of not only colour but different woods. Now it seemed they were coming to life, and he watched as an old man materialised as if resting on the bottom half of a stable door.
Then a shimmering cascade of light appeared and a disembodied voice said
‘You can’t escape us. Our transporter is way superior to yours.’
Jon shook his head, and all was as it should be.
‘Knew I shouldn’t have watched the Star Trek-athon last night.’