Friday Fictioneers ~~ September 27, 2013

THE CHALLENGE:

Write a one hundred word story that has a beginning, middle and an end. (No one will be ostracized for going a few words over the count.)

THE KEY:

Make every word count.

Here it is the end of September already! Where does time fly off to?

It’s also FF time again. Once more thanks go out to Rochelle for hosting this thing we love to do each week. Of course you all know the drill by now, click on Rochelle’s name if you want to join or if you want to read other great stories based on the same picture.

So off we go!

Copyright – Rich Voza
Copyright – Rich Voza

Genre/Horror (101 words)

Wendi  was driving down a beautiful country road when a thick fog appeared from nowhere and forced her to stop.

Now she was standing in a field facing 3 doors and a voice was telling her to pick a door to walk through. What the hell was going on?

“Wendi, choose a door now.  Be careful  for your future lies within.”

The unearthly voice was booming in her head. She felt compelled to choose. Which one though?

This is a nightmare! It has to be, Wendi thought. Soon I’ll wake up.

She opened the door of her favorite color, red, and felt the heat of hell.

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21 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers ~~ September 27, 2013

  1. the heat from hell. yeah, i have felt that too. well done.

    this line – This is a nightmare! It has to be, Wendi thought. Soon she’ll wake up. shouldn’t it be “Soon I’ll wake up.” because it was her thought. right?

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  2. summerstommy2

    Good one Jackie, that red door is dangerous, you have to wary of the colour red. In life it means to stop! Not go. So the door to hell is red eh, I’ll try to avoid it. Enjoyed your post.

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      1. summerstommy2

        And that is another brilliant comment on the whole metaphorical nature of this prompt, the challenge of choice based on favourite colours when one colour is seen as representing danger.

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  3. Dear Jackie,

    I have to wonder what would happen if someone chose the red door and it led to a happy place. I mean, what about Christmas or Valentine’s Day? Just a thought. Evocative story, nonetheless.

    shalom,

    Rochelle

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    1. JackieP

      That flashed through my mind I must confess briefly, then I wrote what I did. Too predictable perhaps. Ugh, I will try harder next time. Thanks as always Rochelle. 🙂

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    1. JackieP

      I think in this case red is likened to fire and Wendi should have known better. Ah well, maybe she will get a second chance. Thanks for reading! 🙂

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