Descent Into The Basement

15 May

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Hello! Welcome to my blog. I’m Vashti (for those of you that don’t know me). Today I will share a chapter from my first novel The Basement suspense/thriller (MG/YA). I would love to read your opinions. What do you think happened to Natasha, as she heroically tries to save her friend Robbie?

Natasha ventured out of her home in the middle of the night to rescue her friend Robbie from the basement.

Natasha’s Descent

Natasha ran out of her building and down the street toward Robbie’s basement to aid her friend. It was dark and creepy outside. The streetlights were dim and cast weird shadows on the pavement. The block seemed isolated—as if the end of the world had come and she was the only survivor. Had she entered another dimension, a parallel world where she was the only person alive? She had a great imagination, but, under the circumstances, she did not feel it was helping.

When she reached the entrance to the basement, it seemed like the entrance to a great cave. She was afraid to enter, but determined not to waste any more time, so she stepped into the unknown. It was dark, and the light from the street did not illuminate past the first couple of steps.

Then a realization struck her. “I didn’t bring a flashlight! How could I have been so stupid? How will I get to the bottom without falling on my face and breaking my neck?”

Unlike Robbie’s mom before her, Natasha saw the big, yellow flashlight sitting in its dark little corner. She gasped and opened her eyes wide. “That’s Robbie’s flashlight!”
She grabbed the flashlight, searched for the switch, and flipped it. No radiance shone from its reflector. She turned it in her hand and heard a rattling sound. She tried to open the battery housing, but it was stuck. She unscrewed the top of the flashlight, figuring she could get straight to the battery compartment this way. She lost her grip on the flashlight; she fumbled, and it flew out of her hand. She squeaked and leaped toward it, managing to grab the flashlight, but not before a couple of the batteries rolled down the cement steps.

“Oh no.”  She pressed her rosy, full lips together tightly. “Now what am I going to do?”
Natasha pondered the descent into the basement. She decided the only way she would be able to do it would be to sit on the top step, and, in a seated position, slide off one step and then onto the one below it, feeling her way down with her hands, feet, and legs. In this fashion she went down, one scratchy concrete step at a time.
She knew her method would ruin her pajamas, but she figured it was a small price to pay. She never imagined she would be so scared. She was not normally afraid of the dark; then again, she never had reason to fear what was in it before.
At first she was able to see shadowy figures scuttling about. Ick! Bugs! She narrowed her eyes and wrinkled the bridge of her nose. After a while, she could not see a thing. She thought her eyes would eventually adjust and she would be able to see a little but that did not happen. She realized she was going to be blind down there and would have to fine-tune her other senses to get through it.
She proceeded to scoot down the steps on her bottom. A sluggish, heavy, ugly stench began to intrude upon her awareness as it filled her nasal cavities. She grimaced with revulsion. She pinched her nose and continued to move down, using only one hand to balance herself, since the other was trying to prevent the unpleasant odors from bombarding her nostrils, and she lurched. She slid to the next cement step hard, and in order to prevent hurting herself, she brought her other hand down on the step for support. When she slammed her hand hastily beside her there was a pop and a crunch, and then a squishy sensation on her palm.
“Eeeeww!” She imagined the gooey crack of a cockroach’s backbone under the weight of her hand. “Ick!” Immediately she began to rub her palm on the sidewall nearest her. She retched and vomited a little in her mouth.
As she moved farther down, she began to hear peeping and chirping sounds. She stopped. Her heart thumped in her chest. She listened carefully, her big almond-shaped eyes scanning to the left and to the right. She thought she heard a chorus of trills, peeps, and whistling echoing out of the basement. Birds? Mutant rats! Creatures that are part rat and part bird? What is making those sounds? Her muddled mind gave way to her efflorescent imagination. Her jaw dropped. I’m sure they can’t fly. Otherwise they would have flown out of this stinky basement by now. Poor Robbie, I must hurry! Panting, she continued to descend the steps one by one, until her feet could no longer find the edge of the next step, which meant she had reached the bottom and was in the basement.
Natasha got up off the last basement step, and, at the same time, she heard something cry out. Her hand flew to cover her mouth. She felt a swift breeze pass in front of her face driven by something heavy. She recoiled and heard a thump, something large hit the ground. What was that? The odd chirping and tweeting sounds became huffs and a low-pitch vibrating noise resembling a hum and trill combined. It was a soft, mysterious sound but spine-chilling just the same.
Then the sounds became—terrible noises, ferocious noises—all around her. She was terrorized, no longer thinking clearly. She was nauseated and numb throughout her body, wanting nothing else but to escape.

Terrified by what she heard, and felt and unable to see, Natasha panicked.

She became ashen. Her eyes darted in every direction, her pulse raced, and she gasped openmouthed. She turned and bolted, but not up the steps to safety. Panic disoriented her and she did not know where she was going, plus, she could not see.
Natasha jostled through what seemed like large, warm bodies, which brushed her legs and bumped into her. She made noisy, hoarse breathing sounds as she moved. Her fingers were spread so wide by tension they hurt. She opened her mouth to scream but could not produce a sound. As she scrambled to find her way, she slipped on one of the batteries she had dropped earlier, and something massive and horrible crashed into her face, smashing her delicate bones. There was a loud explosion in her head, and then there was no more panic, no more fear––there was nothing.

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33 Responses to “Descent Into The Basement”

  1. Laurie Collett May 16, 2013 at 2:39 am #

    Thanks so much for commenting on and following Saved by Grace — I’m following you back by email! Congratulations on your book, & God bless!


  2. Menopausal Mother May 17, 2013 at 3:36 am #

    Congratulations on getting your book published. It’s so nice to see our dreams come true, isn’t it?


    • Vashti Quiroz-Vega May 17, 2013 at 5:25 am #

      Yes, I am very excited. It’s wonderful to see all your hard work paid off. 😀 Thank you for stopping by and for your sweet comment.


  3. Anyonita May 18, 2013 at 5:23 pm #

    “She imagined the gooey crack of a cockroach’s backbone” that line gave me SHUDDERS! 🙂 As one of the co-hosts from the My Favorite Posts Weekend SHOW OFF Party! I wanted to personally thank you for linking up with us. Also, I’m hosting a Facebook like party on my blog where you can link up and increase your Facebook likes! I’d love it if you joined in too! It’s here:


    • Vashti Quiroz-Vega May 18, 2013 at 8:20 pm #

      Hi Anyonita! Thank you so much for stopping by. It was my pleasure and yes, I would love to link up again. I’ll be right over. 😀


  4. Diane (@MamalDiane) May 20, 2013 at 9:54 am #

    Can’y wait to read what;s next! Thanks for joining us at the Let’s Get Social Sunday. Have a wonderful week 🙂 Diane @MamalDiane


    • Vashti Quiroz-Vega May 20, 2013 at 5:52 pm #

      Hello Diane! It was my pleasure to join! Thank you so much for stopping by. I’m glad you enjoyed it. 😀


  5. Jessica May 21, 2013 at 3:54 am #

    Congrats on getting it published! Woo hoo! Thanks for sharing this with us @ The Show Off Weekend Blog Party 🙂

    The Wondering Brain


    • Vashti Quiroz-Vega May 21, 2013 at 5:05 am #

      Hi Jessica! Thank you very much! I’m very excited. Of course! Love hanging out with the girls! 😀


  6. gratis seks May 23, 2013 at 2:39 pm #

    Hello I thinks your website is the best I have ever seen. Please keep up this nice work.


    • Vashti Quiroz-Vega May 24, 2013 at 1:28 am #

      Thank you very much! That is so sweet. I’ll try to live up to your expectations. 😀


  7. Cody McCullough May 24, 2013 at 2:21 am #

    Now you have me hooked. Sounds like a very interesting story.


    • Vashti Quiroz-Vega May 24, 2013 at 5:34 pm #

      Hi Cody! I’m so glad you stopped by and thank you for the sweet comment. I really appreciate it. I’m so glad I finally hooked ya! Haha!


  8. Stacey Gannett July 6, 2013 at 7:30 pm #

    Great story! Congrats on getting it published…have always thought about it, myself…:) Just stopping by from the show off party to say Have an awesome weekend!


    • Vashti Quiroz-Vega July 7, 2013 at 7:47 pm #

      Hello Stacey! Thank you very much! I’m so glad you enjoyed the excerpt from The Basement. If you’ve thought about writing you should definitely go for it. Thank you for stopping by and for the encouraging comment. 😀


  9. Cathy Compeau July 17, 2013 at 12:45 am #

    Hi there! I am co-hosting this week on the My Favorite Posts Showoff Weekend Blog Party. Thanks for connecting up!

    I host a (Not SO) Wordless Wednesday Blog Hop and a TGIF Link Party over at my place — A Peek Into My Paradise… I would love for you to link up and follow if you like what you see. =) I follow back – I love making new friends!

    Have a terrific week!

    Hugs, Cathy


    • Vashti Quiroz-Vega July 17, 2013 at 1:22 am #

      Hi Cathy. I will be at the hop! I love those link parties. I also love making new friends. You have a great week too! All the best! 😀


  10. Rosey August 19, 2013 at 4:15 am #

    Congratulations on the novel. It must be exhilarating to be published!


    • Vashti Quiroz-Vega August 19, 2013 at 5:25 am #

      I still can’t believe it Rosey. It feels surreal. I am very happy, but I’m not done yet. I’ve written a second novel, “Lilith”, which I’m editing now, and I’m in the middle of writing a third novel, “Dracul.” I love writing.


      • Rosey August 25, 2013 at 4:23 pm #

        And you’re very good at it. 🙂


  11. Vashti Quiroz-Vega August 25, 2013 at 7:43 pm #

    Thank you Rosey! ❤


  12. Doreen Sargente September 3, 2013 at 1:10 am #

    Dreams do come true Vashti, and this is only the beginning! I can’t wait to say ‘I knew her when’ :).

    (What is it about basements that gives everyone the creeps??!) lol


    • Vashti Quiroz-Vega September 3, 2013 at 1:38 am #

      Hello Doreen! Ha, ha! I do feel like I’m in a dream sometimes. I’m so grateful for all the support that you and so many others have given me. I appreciate you. ❤


  13. JESS44903 October 8, 2013 at 4:00 am #

    Huge congrats to you! 🙂

    Thanks again for joining the Link Up this week!


  14. ednei schmidt January 24, 2014 at 10:12 am #

    parabens, pelo livro publicado muito bom divertido


  15. cindy knoke June 27, 2014 at 8:39 pm #

    So well written and such excellent building of suspense!


  16. babyfoote May 23, 2015 at 2:19 pm #

    Ugh! Cockroach backbone 😦 so suspenseful! Great writing! Visiting from the #readwithme linky.


    • Vashti Quiroz-Vega May 26, 2015 at 2:00 pm #

      Hi! Yes, I squirmed myself when I wrote that. Ha, ha! Thank you for visiting and commenting. 😀



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