The nightmares are haunting, full of strangeness. They call me through them. Who or what, I don’t know, but they’re out there. Waiting.
And I need to go.
She’s nice and all, but she’s not them. There’s something more waiting elsewhere. Maybe it’s where I belong.
I climb out the window in the cold, dark of night, when the sun won’t burn me, and I find the car waiting. I pay with her card and direct the car to the countryside, out west, toward the calls.
There’s something inside my head, something different, something they know.
Maybe that’s home.
© 2021 Rebecca Glaessner
March 25 2021, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less), write an escape. It can be daring or subtle. Who is escaping from what and why? Go where the prompt leads!
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That’s an exciting sci-fi escape, Rebecca!
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Thanks Charli! This one was a breeze to write, a relief after missing last week’s flash.
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A hauntingly hopeful tale. I like the tone and pace of it.
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Thanks! The character is haunted in a peculiar way, I’m glad it shows through.
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