‘Not going to help you much when the flood comes, Noah,’ they sneered at the conspicuous life raft parked in front of the church.
Little did they know. Underneath the building, Pastor Michaels rewired the circuit breaker for the thousandth time. ‘I’ll be ready.’
He took another gulp of moonshine, swayed, tripped over his toolbox and a flailing elbow banged the Master Deployment lever.
He heard the rumblings. ‘Here comes the flood!’ he yelled and passed out.
Across the street they watched as the church raised itself up upon a giant inflatable airbed. A sail unfurled from the cross on the steeple.
The airbed exploded with a loud bang. Splintered wooden planks showered the earth from the heavens.
Written for Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields (more details HERE). The idea is to write a short story of 100 words based on the photo prompt (above).
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