No one in NewCago remembered why the area was barred.
One man went exploring with waders on. Before dawn, he pulled a body out of the aqueduct. The on-duty police were happy behind their bars so no one observed the nightly doings of the man in muddy brown. He called them “subjects.” They were- Subjects of Doom.
Pets were found with life sucked out of them and now a few elderly.
Sam encountered a “subject” on his night off. “More like a shadow taking what it doesn’t possess…” He shook with trepidation.
Weekly Rochelle at Friday Fictioneers hosts a 100 word Flash Fiction. She gives us a photograph as a prompt and then the Fictioneers let their imaginations go. Today the picture is shared by Sarah Ann Hall. Come by and read the fantastic fiction being written this week.
This is another 100 word offering being added to a growing series of stories all set in NewCago. There are many loose strings, unanswered questions about this metropolitan society that is sinking into the mire. Sam seems to be the only one to keep the bad doings at bay but how much longer???
Week 8 in Newcago serial No place to hide
Week 7 in Newcago serial They were Pink
Week 6 In Newcago Serial You poison filled wasps
Week 5 in Newcago Serial The Doom Cycle
Week 4 in Newcago Serial Helpless
Week 3 in Newcago Serial When the Lights Go On
week 2 in Newcago Serial Can’t Kill The Thirst
Week 1 in Newcago Serial Secret Weapon