film

Flash Fiction: Flying Gate

I looked up at the director
“Boss, this is the fifth time I’ve set up the gate and fence.”
The director looked at me callously.
“The shot wasn’t right. So, you do your job and I will do mine, to get the perfect take. Okay?”
He turned around before I could reply. The gate and fence were ready to be destroyed all over again. The director shouted at the stunt driver.
“Get in the van and do it right this time.”
I knew exactly where the stunt driver was hoping the soon-to-be-flying gate would land.

I agreed with his sentiments.

Word Count: 100

Prompt:

Kreative Kue 227

Flash Fiction: Cinema

It was opening night of the new cinema in town.

It advertised a new dimension which made the movie seem all the more real to viewers. It was still an experimental tech and in a sense, us first viewers were guinea pigs.
I was rather excited about the experience. The movie was a standard slasher flick, but the new effects lived up to all the advertising. The slashes, screams and spurts of blood seemed so real. I only realized at the end of the movie, that they were indeed real.

The bloody bodies in the front row served as proof…

Word Count: 100

Prompt:

Friday Fictioneers 28 June 2019