This is a story for Friday Fictioneers, which is hosted by Rochelle. Every week you are challenged to write a 100 word story based on a photo.
Thanks to J Hardy Carroll for this week’s photo and also to Rochelle for hosting the challenge.
A special thanks to all the readers for their time, too. I came with another story and couldn’t stop myself from sharing it. Hope you enjoy!
Days of searching, now stopped. My partner and I stood against an old abandoned building.
“Should we go or wait.”
“Why wait? Let’s g….”
A screeching siren had interrupted us. It came from inside the place.
“Do you think, somebody….”
Jerry started moving, and I followed him like Mary’s lamb.
Terror was walking in the air. Something was hanging in the dark against the wall. I neared it.
I heard a sound from behind. It was the cracking sound of my skull.
I turned around. The light was fleeing the scene. The door was taking me in. The case — CLOSED.