I stood in a daze my mouth agape
out of nowhere came a colorful bus travelling much too fast
Its wheels barely touching the pavement.
I heard a woman scream and then saw her emerge from the bus’ bloody wake
Staggering, she strained toward the guarded doorway
Never acknowledging my presence, she pled with the stoic, holographic image
“Please grant me entrance. I am wounded.”
I shook my head in sadness. ” Poor soul- death’s fog is rolling in.”
To my surprise the barricaded door opened
she stumbled over the threshold
With not a moment of thought, I entered behind her
Thanks to Indira for the Photograph: “Fleeting”-copyright-indira-mukherjee
(I doctored up the coloring to give the red highlights)
Thanks to Rochelle who manages a bus load of Flash Fictioneers each week and keeps us on our toes. This week is no exception – Join Us as we strive to write something in 100 words!
NewCago is a noir, metropolitan area that is plagued with a string of perhaps para normal bad guys. Sam (a private detective) seems to be the only one who can stay alive long enough to protect the citizens. How long can his luck last???
Last week Sam faced up with a holographic guard who was guarding a passageway the Sam somehow knew he must enter. Follow Sam inside as he unravels the death and deception in New Cago.
Week 13 Holographic Deception
Here’s a list of the previous stories (the clues were week 11 & 12)
Week 10 in Newcago Serial No Dial Tone
Week 9 in Newcago serial Gathering Bodies
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