Flash Fiction: Misty Road

Visibility was almost zero.

That was all thanks to the misty road. It lived up to its name. It was my bright idea to come for a joy ride here. The intially clear road had become mist laden within minutes.

I could see nothing around me. I was hesitant to go any further and heading back was not an option on this mountain road. I decided to rely on the tail lights of the car in front of me. I could only be astonished at the confidence and skills of the person driving that car.

In some time, my engine began sputtering and my car came to a halt. Cursing my car, I slapped my steering wheel. To my surprise, the mist began clearing as fast as it had appeared. I gasped in shock as I realized my car stood right at the edge of a cliff. As I calmed myself down and reversed, I had only one question in mind.

Where had the other car gone?


Word Count: 167

Prompt:

Kreative Kue 214

13 comments

  1. A genuine cliff-hanger! Great stuff. Thank you so much.
    An early morning drive back to New Delhi from Agra was rendered quite difficult by very dense fog. Our driver, who hailed from Uttarakhand, was following a bus that seemed quite confident on the Expressway. Sadly, the clerk at a toll station was very slow, letting the bus get away. With no-one to follow, our poor driver was distraught!
    I’m happy to say he got us to the airport in time for our flight to Paris.
    Thanks for joining in.

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