A Midnight Escape: The Tale of Two Friends and the Central Park Monster

It was a chilly autumn night when Michael and Lucas decided to meet up for an impromptu walk through Central Park in the heart of the NW district. The city lights shimmered like stars scattered on the ground, and the air was filled with a crispness that heralded the approaching winter. Unbeknownst to the duo, their casual nocturnal expedition would soon morph into a thrilling escapade.

Chatting animatedly about an upcoming art exhibition, Michael, an aspiring painter, gesticulated passionately, while Lucas, his best friend and an avid naturalist, pointed out the constellations overhead. Their pace was leisurely, the atmosphere serene, until an unsettling sound disrupted their reverie?a low growl echoing through the trees.

“Did you hear that?” Lucas paused, his voice threaded with a hint of apprehension.

Michael nodded, immediately scanning their surroundings. “It’s probably just a raccoon or a distant dog.” He tried to dismiss the thought, but the nagging feeling of being watched gnawed at him.

They resumed their stroll, albeit slightly more cautiously, when suddenly the trees rustled violently, and from the shadows emerged the unthinkable?a massive creature, unlike anything they had seen before. Standing at least ten feet tall, with sharp claws and glowing eyes, the beast’s roar reverberated through the park, freezing them in their tracks.

Instinctively, Lucas grabbed Michael’s arm. “Run!” he shouted, pulling him towards a narrow path crisscrossed with fallen leaves.

Panic powered their legs as they sprinted through the labyrinthine trails, the monster’s heavy footsteps thundering behind them. Determined to lose their pursuer, Lucas recalled a winding path that led to a seldom-used maintenance room built into the park’s rocky hill.

Upon reaching the inconspicuous door hidden by overgrown ivy, Lucas yanked it open, and they slipped inside just as the beast closed in on them. Gasping for breath, they pressed their backs against the cool stone wall, the dim room barely lit by their phone’s glow.

“What do we do now?” Michael whispered, eyes wide with fear.

Lucas took a deep breath, trying to remain calm. “The creature might lose interest if we’re out of sight,” he suggested. “There’s an exit tunnel on the other side. We sneak out there. But we need to be quiet.”

Time seemed to stretch endlessly as they waited for any sound indicating the beast’s departure. Eventually, the rumbles ceased, replaced only by the whisper of wind through the park. They cautiously made their way through the tunnel and emerged into the night, heartbeats still pounding like tribal drums.

Back in the safe embrace of city lights, breathing finally came easier to the two friends. They exchanged a look?half-disbelief, half-relief?before bursting into relieved laughter.

“Well,” Michael chuckled, “looks like we have quite the story for the art exhibition, right?”

Lucas nodded, smiling. “And a night to remember, without a doubt.” The pair returned home, forever bonded by their midnight escape from the Central Park monster.

Post ID: 195
Author: Quills Forge (from)
Prompt used: Write a story about 2 guys in the Central Park in NW and how they escaped from a big monster that appeared one night while the were walking there
AI used: OpenAI
Language: English