LOST

 

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Copyright — Bjorn Rudberg

Here we are again with a chance to show our creativity by composing and writing original stories for the Friday Fictioneers weekly challenge. This challenge is to write a story with no more than 100 words. It’s to include a beginning, middle, end, and follow the picture prompt supplied for that week. The gracious and talented hostess for the challenge is author and artist Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. The prompt this week was supplied by Bjorn Rudberg. Thanks Bjorn.

http://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/2014/08/06/8-august-2014/

Genre: Β Horror Fiction

Word Count: Β 100 Words

LOST By P.S. Joshi

I wound through the Sierra Madres, alone and lost. Turning the bend, I spotted a large house with no visible lights on inside. It was perched on the slope.

Desperation clawed at my insides. It was dusk, a bad time to lose my way.

Β Parked, I grabbed my flashlight, crunched up the gravel walk, and climbed the porch steps. Banging on the door, I waited.

The inside latch unfastened, and the door creaked open a crack. A hand with putrid, rotting flesh slid into view. Trembling all over, I stumbled to the car and somehow drove to a nearby town.

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62 thoughts on “LOST

  1. I can imagine your protagonist telling the townsfolk what happened at which point they all go quiet and exchange “looks”. A lucky escape!
    There’s nothing like the word “putrid” to put me off my lunch πŸ™‚

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  2. Dear Susan, Don’t read this with the lights off! Scary I say! You certainly made this feel like a horror book and I can just see it unfolding! Excellent set up and creepy good. Love it Susan – you are fantastic! Nan πŸ™‚

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  3. All we need here is some equally scary background music. Of course, it could have been a rubber arm from a costume store. My son had one when he was a teenager and enjoyed playing pranks on others with this “third” arm.

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  4. Eeew – yuck!

    Lol —- what a vivid and disgusting description of flesh —- bleah! But it was a really good piece of flash fiction, none the less. good job playing with 100 words Susan. Certainly atmospheric and creepy. Always makes one want to consider having a really good road map, compass, water, chocolate, candle, emergency flares and blanket when traveling. πŸ˜‰

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    • Thanks Pat. I hope you didn’t read the story right before eating. I’m glad I accomplished the right atmosphere. You’re right about the emergency kit. It’s probably a lot safer than stopping to ask directions at a house with no lights on. I’m glad you liked the story. πŸ™‚ —Susan

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      • Lol —- no, no worries about food consumption prior or post reading.

        Emergency kits – invaluable — but who actually stocks these damn things regularly? I know we have some of the requirements, but still, being a sitting duck in the middle of nowhere is not a great option either.

        At any rate, have a great day Susan! πŸ™‚

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