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. Â Like the humans say: Bon Apetit!
Word Count: 192
Prompts used:
The Dark Netizen 