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The truth is out there (Friday Fictioneers)

January 12, 2023

PHOTO PROMPT © Fleur Lind

As the lights brighten my flashback is immediate. Strange sounds, electronic in nature beeping at odd intervals almost like speech. White light, so bright it blinds me but I sense movement in my periphery. A dampness covers me, almost like water. I’m wet but not sweating. A coppery smell I am sure is blood fills my nose. A hand against my shoulder startles me out of the memory. “…What?” I stutter.

“It happened again?”

“Uh… I suppose… yes.”

“They said it’ll happen.”

“Yeah.”

Resuscitation after drowning. They said it was a near death experience.

But I was nowhere near water.

This is a Friday Fictioneers Prompt

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Word Count: 100

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25 Comments
  1. As always, Laurie, full of atmosphere and mystery. This is a technology that’s obviously not for the faint-hearted

  2. A gripping account and fraught with mystery. You never disappoint, Laurie, what a great read! 🙂

  3. Very intriguing. We don’t need water to drown though. Great little mystery!

  4. Must have been near at one point. Quite a mystery.

  5. A fine mystery to unravel

  6. Very spooky 🙂

  7. If only we could sleep with one eye open until the feeling passes.

  8. The bloody nose made me queasy! Well described, well done.

  9. Very mysterious and tense. It may be a lot more than near-death experience.

  10. My first thought is alien abduction flashback. I hope I’m wrong, for her sake. Compelling story, Laurie.

  11. Ooh, creepy.

  12. Dear Laurie,

    Ouch, that last line opens up a whole new set of possibilities. Good one.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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