A Grey Day – short story using prompts

It was a day when the world seemed grey. Grey tables, grey chairs, even grey curtains. Even Max’s lunch contained a miserable grey sandwich. From somewhere, Max heard an echoing laughter like a hyena. It seemed to be coming from outside. Max climbed out of the misty window as the room had no doors. Tired from the climb, Max couldn’t see a thing, he stepped forward and fell, spinning through the air and landing on a grey cloud.

Max rubbed his eyes and all of a sudden he saw lights shining in the distance. It seemed to be a city.