Man walking into a forest

Photo Copyright: Barbara W. Beacham

This is my contribution this week to Monday’s Finish the Story, hosted by Barbara W. Beacham. Every Monday, Barbara supplies a new picture prompt along with the first sentence for the story. The original story to be written should have only 100 to 150 additional words. I’ve bolded the first sentence given with the picture prompt.

To read the other stories written by group members, be sure to click first on the link given, and then on the little blue frog in the blue box. The link for all other stories is as follows:

Genre: Speculative Fiction

Word Count: 3+15+150=168 Words


Not knowing what to expect, he made his way into the dark of the forest.

He only knew he’d been hearing strange sounds, and the wildlife disappeared.

A loner, having no phone, his only contact with civilization was the monthly bush plane. In good weather, a pilot took him for provisions to Pot Luck, Alaska. He stayed the night, taking the plane back.

He’d been walking for over an hour. Ahead, he saw a strange glow. Gripping his hunting rifle, he slowly and silently moved forward. There, in a large clearing where trees had been turned to ash, he saw it, a large glowing ball.

An entrance opened, and a creature exited. Formed like a man, the similarity ended there. It looked in his direction and motioned for him to come forward.

No one saw him after that day. All that existed was the clearing and an empty cabin.

Seventy years later, a confused man appeared in Pot Luck. He carried an old hunting rifle.

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