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And the lights went out (Friday Fictioneers)

October 13, 2016


Eighteen days since the arrival.

Eighteen days since people started dying.

Eighteen days since we lost power.


I tugged Jeremy up to the table. “We gotta eat it.”

“I don’t wanna,” he whined. “We had it already. Over and over.”

“I know.” I pushed him into his highchair. It wobbled. I held out my hands but it didn’t fall. “Eat.”

I hid my own reaction and forced the cold porridge down. Something fell. I looked over my shoulder but there was nothing there. Things sounded wrong now, since the Day.

“Jenny? Where’s mummy and Daddy?”

“Eat,” I told him.



This is a Friday Fictioneers prompt

word count: 99


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  1. Aha. De Gnurs came from de voodvork out!

  2. A chilling vision – feels like the start of The Walking Dead – are they zombies? aliens? Or something else. Great story.

  3. Oh yuck!
    Please tell me they aren’t eating their parents?

  4. michael1148humphris permalink

    Cold porridge, grim.🙂

  5. Great story. I feel for them….porridge.

  6. Dale permalink

    Grim indeed.
    Could be all sorts of things going on!

  7. Porridge, over and over! Very grim.

  8. Dear Laurie,

    That porridge is really cold. Chilling, in fact.



  9. Ugh!
    I had mummy and daddy years ago. Very tough eatings. Need to stew them all day.

  10. A bit macabre but oh so delicious. LOL
    Isadora 😎

  11. I read this as the parents being the meal too. Well, when you’ve got to eat and it’s not safe to go out…
    Certainly easier to stomach than cold(!) porridge lol
    A good “afterwards” tale Laurie.

  12. Very good. The strange sounds and the ‘arrival’ – time is out of joint. Terrific atmosphere and lots of possibilities raised.

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