Flashlight Tag Novels & Stories

His eyes were red as he walked out of the car. The ground was wet and there were puddles at every step. Algard walked through the thorny trees, the deeper he went, the denser the trees became. And from afar Algards eye caught a glips of something bright, there were lights in a distance. He knew that it was the warehouse. He fastened his pace and ran over towards it.

I secretly feel that I am too lucky to have fallen here and still survive, and not to be seriously injured, because if this hard ice falls on me, I will definitely be in danger. "I found you." I grabbed the flashlight buried in the snow, then turned it on. However, it seems that this flashlight is broken. The light flickers, it flashes a few times then goes off. “Come on…” I smack the flashlight, check the battery then try to get it to work.

Ben implored. The three of them reluctantly headed down the pitch-black tunnel with only flashlights taken from the hardware store. They brought extra batteries in case they got lost and had to turn back. Paul grabbed some spray cans of carburetor cleaner and lighters to use as a make-shift flamethrower weapon in case they ran into… something else.

The cramped corridor stretched all the way into the darkness. It was getting darker and darker, causing the relief sculptures to become fuzzy. “Grayson, turn the flashlight on,” ordered Jay. “Yes.” Grayson asked Storm and Tempest to take the flashlight out. However, the flashlight was malfunctioning for some reason. Storm said, “The flashlight switch is frozen shut.” “Use your mobile phone,” Zayne said while taking out his phone, but his phone could not be turned on either.

He just asked, "Do you have a flashlight on you?" "Yeah, I do." Frank passed a small, military-grade flashlight to Cassian. "I'll take a look inside the hole," Cassian declared. "I'll go with you." Frank was quite worried about Cassian's safety. "Me too!" Zoey chirped.

Bima asked internally, looking at the twilight sky as it began to fade. [System Suggestion: Your solar-powered flashlight can produce a sharp flash of light if manually overcharged. This can disrupt the Stalker Zombies' vision (temporarily).] "Riska! My flashlight! Can you overcharge it?" Bima whispered, handing it over. Riska nodded, taking the flashlight. "I can, but it’ll destroy the device." "It’s fine! We need the time!" Bima urged. Riska skillfully opened the flashlight and began tinkering with the wires inside. A flash of white light began to flicker erratically.

She wasn’t going to start trying to make deals with God. Through the swirling haze of the snow, she saw a flash of sizzling brightness, followed by the red glow of a flare. Then came a second flash and there were two. The flares lit the upper rim of the ditch. His flashlight beam began moving along the shoulder, back the way they had come. Too soon, the flashlight’s glow was swallowed by the storm. She had only the red gleam of the flares to comfort her while she waited.

We didn't let the darkness win. END OF VOLUME ONE

The bright light of a flashlight suddenly shone straight into my eyes, piercing them so sharply that I had to close them. "Fuck."

I FEEL HIS- Suddenly, the door opens. I jerk back instantly in the dak, breaking away from him just as a harsh beam of light floods the room, blinding me. “Here you are!” Evee’s voice cuts through the silence, filled with relief. “The power’s out in the entire city—we need candles.” She turns her flashlight on us. I blink rapidly, throwing a hand up to shield my eyes. “Okay,” I manage, my voice still uneven. “I think we only have a few left.” The flashlight lowers, but my vision is still spotty, shadows dancing across the room as I try to regain focus. I blink rapidly.