© Amy Reese
This week’s 100-word story is inspired by this photograph provided by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields.
BEWARE: This week’s story is rather grim. Not my usual style but, hey, nice to try something different.
A dark pool of congealed crimson spread from the under the cold steel door.
“No!” Sara screamed.
The security guard struggled to gain his footing as he skidded around the corner, gun held in position.
The guard stared at the glistening mass on the floor as he grappled at the keys jangling from his waist.
The door slammed open with a sickening thud.
Harry lie face down. Dianne slumped in the corner, a gaping hole in her left temple, the gun still held tight.
Sara slumped to the floor. So much for she and Harry moving on.
© Ted Strutz
100-word Flash Fiction
This week’s story is inspired by this photograph provided by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields.
I’ve gone from light humor in last week’s story to something a bit dark. Enjoy!
The sign on the tent at the back corner of the carnival read: “Selena the Psychic: Telling fortunes and granting wishes.”
“Wishes. Sure,” scoffed Darla as she eyed the guy in the blue shirt. And, yes, there was Tammy. Right there in the next chair.
“Next!” droned Selena’s assistant.
Twenty-five dollars. What have I got to lose? She handed over the bills and took her seat.
Before she could speak…
A broken chain swinging wildly from a motionless ride.
A blue and bloodied splatter stained the loose gravel.
Darla grimaced as she headed for the parking lot.
Inspiration Monday: Pick it up (200 – 500 words)
Dust rolled across the field where the carnival was set up for the week. Madame Mystère stared out through the canvas flap to the Ferris wheel being set up. Absent mindedly, she shuffled the cards. She was thinking about the young girl she’d read for last week.
She’d read the tarot cards for many young girls, but none ever had this effect. She didn’t believe in the cards herself — much. This was a temporary stint to pay off the farm. Her husband had left a mountain of debt. Temporary.
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