Jackpot Sipping her coffee at the kitchen table Natalie rubbed her sleepy eyes, putting off going to work until the last possible moment. She'd had reservations about moving to London and missed her boyfriend, but her friend Amanda had promised to keep him company. She hadn't heard from either of them for a few weeks though and made a mental note to call them. Shuffling through the mornings post, putting the bills to one side, she opened the last letter. She had won! She didn't remember entering the draw, but how else would they have got her details. The letter clearly stated she was the monthly Jackpot winner, she had won £10,000! "Mrs Dobson? Natalie Carter here" She said trying to contain her excitement. "Miss Carter you are late again! What is your excuse today?" A shrill voice demanded. "I won't be coming back, I have come into some money so you can stick your job!" Hanging up Natalie took a deep breath and smiled to herself. Dialling the number to claim her prize money she waited for the call to connect. "The time sponsored by Accurist will be 8.32 and 10 seconds"

Jackpot Sipping her coffee at the kitchen table Natalie rubbed her sleepy eyes, putting off going to work until the last possible moment. She hated her job. She'd had reservations about moving to London and missed her Boyfriend, but her friend Amanda had promised to keep her company. She hadn't heard from either of them for a few weeks though and made a mental note to call them. Shuffling through the mornings post, putting the bills to one side, she opened the last letter. She had won! She didn't remember entering the draw, but how else would they have got her details. The letter clearly stated she was the monthly jackpot winner, she had won £10,000! "Mrs Dobson?, Natalie Carter here" she said trying to contain her excitement "Miss Carter you are late again! What is your excuse today?" A shrill voice demanded. "I won't be coming back, I have come into some money so you can stick your job!" Hanging up Natalie took a deep breath and smiled to herself. Dialling the number to claim her prize money she waited for the call to connect. "The time sponsored by Accurist will be 8.32 and 10 seconds"

Boxed In "I'm still in here" I called. There was no reply. Slowly I turned around on the slippery floor, I knew the door wasn't far away but I couldn't even see my hand before my face. Grabbing the metal racking I felt my way along the shelf , my fingers tingling and becoming numb. My hands slid across the packets of meat, hard as rock and smooth as stone. I shivered and slowly made my way along the shelf. As the racking came to an end I stumbled, catching my foot on a box. I reached out to steady myself but I could no longer feel my fingers. The racking slipped from my fingertips, wobbling as I desperately tried to cling on. I landed with a thud on the floor, a shower of hard potato chips raining down upon me. Breathing onto my hands to get some feeling back I brushed the crystallised chips from my lap and pulled myself up. Stamping my feet and rubbing my sore, stinging ears. Blindly I reached out and felt the smooth steel of the door. Struggling with shaking hands I finally managed to release the handle, escaping into the steamy kitchen.