When I sat down to pull the prompts for September’s Micro Fiction, I wanted to write a horror piece. When I selected the prompt from the list, my mind instantly rushed to fill in the broad strokes for the story. After a little more work, I stumbled into the first draft. From there I churned and finished this narrative, leaning heavily on the horror trope of characters being snatched into a void.
Come, sit down and allow me to give you a mini-escape and kindle your imagination.
“We should go.”
Michael punched the earth as he shoved his hand further down the hole. “Sal, I can’t leave without retrieving my wallet.”
Sal tugged on his friend’s shoulder as he whipped his head about. “Michael, you can cancel all your cards and you don’t carry cash.”
Michael swatted Sal’s fingers as he pushed his arm further into the gap.
“Come on, Michael, we have to go.” Sal tightened his grip on Michael’s ankle and swallowed a lump as his gaze drifted between the trees and their looming shadows.
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