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Flash Fiction: Street

This is my attempt at merging prompts and linking my posts to form a larger story! 🙂

The chapters in the story may not link sequentially, so will keep updating the sequence.

I hope this experiment goes well!

 

This is the sequence till now:  Flash Fiction: Bright Lights -> Flash Fiction: Hill Top  -> Flash Fiction: Street (You are here) -> Flash Fiction: Buried


It is early morning and I have finally made it down the hill, leaving a blue trail behind. My seniors will not appreciate it, but it cannot be helped. I am injured.

This small town looks like a good place to lie low. I will wait here until my friends contact me. This looks like another uphill slope. My energy is running out. I can see an old man walking up the slope. He is not ideal.  At least he still had his health. He will make for good food.

I am quickening my pace. Have to remain hidden from all eyes, or else the mission is over. So close. I can smell the old man. I can’t wait anymore. A quick look around. Good, all the windows are closed. No witnesses to my meal.

It feels especially pleasing when the prey cannot see me coming. I can feel the old human’s urge to scream out. I imagine my tail sticking into his back must be painful. Sadly, he cannot even scream, my hand on his mouth prevents that.

Okay, time to drain him now.  Like the humans say: Bon Apetit!


 

Word Count: 192

Prompts used:

FFfTPP 2018, Week 22

Write Now Prompt June 1, 2018

Flash Fiction: The Test

She had never felt less prepared for a test in her entire life. Not a clue about her final test. She needed to be at her best. However, the surrounding gloomy forest was not helping one bit.

Her examiners were leading her deeper into the forest. She did not feel right about the test. She wanted to run back home and hide under her bed covers. She knew that was not an option. Finally, after trudging for an hour through the murky woods, she reached her destination. She finally saw it – her final test. It was an antique car. Grey and red in colour, it looked in great shape other than its wheels. The wheels were not attached to the car. They were placed right next to where they were meant to be. Her examiners pointed towards the car.

“Fix it and drive us out of here.”

She had never imagined this would be her final test.

“I have never driven one before. I was not trained for it.”

The oldest examiner placed his hand on her shoulder.

“Cadet, you cannot train for everything. If you are going to infiltrate the humans, you need to improvise.”

 

Word Count: 197

 


 

Phew! Mashed up three prompts here for the first time :

WRITE NOW PROMPT FOR MAY 11, 2018

FLASH FICTION FOR THE PURPOSEFUL PRACTITIONER- 2018: WEEK #19

DAILY PROMPT: Forest

I do hope the story turned out well! 🙂