A Challenge for all

I thought with so many writers out there a fun little exercise/challenge was on the way. To anyone who wants to participate please do...

The Rules:

1) You may not change someone else’s paragraph.
2) You may write/do anything from the stop point.
3) You must post the answer on my comments if room allows or leave word where your site is that you are continuing the story. (This way we aren't going in five different directions, that my be the next challenge, hmmmmm, I think so). Also no back tracking, or reviving of characters, or killing them without perpetuation of the story.
4) You must be nice and not post anything rude about the way someone is taking the story.
5) The story is over when I feel an ending has been reached (remember 10 kilometers is a long stretch, and what happens after that???), so please don't try to end it unless asked.
6) Have FUN!!!


Story open

The two men looked over the opening of their death or victory. Jace had gone without food for several days nourishing the weak Eli whose stomach had not felt the weight of bread for two days. The last of their water touched their tongues in this penultimate moment. The silence was their only form of communication in this stretch of Hell. Jace's soft blues lifted to the glazed over green of Eli's eyes. With this one glance, the built up lactic acid in Jace's legs exploded into action as he made his way through the ten kilometer sprint to safe land. Eli's breath of luck for his hero was answered by the streaks of fire flying toward Jace. With no further hesitation Eli forged his way onto the field...