http://jessarussowrites.blogspot.com/2012/05/flash-factory-friday-5.html?showComment=1337976459362#c6439742150319495083
Actually, I suppose I could just put it on here... Okay, so if you want to check out the contest page follow the above link. If you just want to read my 347 word flash fiction? Well, I'll copy and paste it right here! Enjoy! :)
EDIT: The word prompts were Static and Dream and the picture I chose is:
I raced to the call box. Which number was it? Why couldn’t
they be labeled? As far as this reality went, I needed out. It had started as
such a dream, but now it was a nightmare. I needed time to think. The beast was
growing and changing so fast. I heard the claws scrabble against the cobbles a
few streets away, echoing through the alleys.
If I pressed the wrong button, I could end up anywhere.
Sure, the garden behind the wrought iron fence looked innocent enough, but anyone
could see that it was completely static – no breeze, no nothing. As soon as I
made a commitment I had to either go there or stay here. Staying here wasn’t an
option. The beast slammed into some trash cans. It must be having difficulty
navigating the cobbles. Good.
I wracked my brain. Three was that deserted island, right? I
think I’d figured out how to make that raft now. Wait. No. That was only three
if I was coming from the moon colony. From here it was – Oh, I can’t remember! The
crash of trash cans and a yowl from a cat told me that I had better figure it
out right now.
The gate opened. Marjorie. Her eyes grew big and her mouth
dropped open. “Gavin? Finally. You’re here!” Her smile was like the sun.
“I have to leave.”
“No. Not again.”
“I’m going to be eaten alive.”
“Where to?”
“I don’t know.”
“You just don’t want to tell me.”
“No, I can’t remember which number goes where.”
She laughed. “Does it really matter?”
“I guess not, as long as it’s not the alligators or the
bats. I’m not even sure I can get to either of those from here.”
“Feed the alligators those squatty birds. They’re dumb as
rocks.”
“Thanks.” My fingertips brushed her cheek.
“Try to stay put for more than 24 hours next time.”
“I do try.” We both turned when the beast howled as it
rounded the corner. “Come on, lucky number four.” I pressed the button and
walked through the gate.
Oh, I forgot to mention the prompts. I knew there was a reason to visit the page! The website provided two different pictures which I could choose one of and two words that were required to be in the story. The picture I chose was the call box with numbers next to it (a very cool picture, you should check it out) and the words dream and static. :)
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