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Out of time (Friday Fictioneers)

May 12, 2016

arena

The lights were on. It was an amazing sight. I didn’t care.

Run! I had to run. I couldn’t stop.

My chest hurt, my throat, my side. I stumbled, over and over again and again I pulled myself up and kept moving. If I stopped…

It didn’t bare thinking about.

I heard a howl in the distance, closer than before. And then another from up ahead. Damn it! I was almost out of time.

If I could just reach the circle.

I fell again, scraping skin. Hell! I staggered to my feet.

“Found you,” a voice in the darkness said.

 

This is a Friday Fictioneers prompt. Visit the Friday Fictioneers page or the frog below 🙂

word count: 100

 

 

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18 Comments
  1. gahlearner permalink

    Oh, great tension building here. Do I even want to think about what happens next?

  2. sometimes you just can’t run fast enough!

  3. Mike permalink

    Hopefully it’s a bad dream, if not you could run and run with this.

  4. My initial thought was that she was late for the theatre and was running to get to her seat in the circle…clearly I was wrong!

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  5. An innocent game of hide and seek perhaps? Nice buildup of tension.

  6. EEEEK!

    Lily

  7. Dear Laurie,

    That was tense and the voice ominous. Well done.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

  8. Ooh, that ending was pretty eerie. The voice in the darkness after all that running away. Very suspenseful, Laurie!

  9. I love the ambiguity in your story. The howls, the voice – I don’t think this is a happy ending.

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