Category: Friday Fictioneers
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ROOFTOP
My favourite spot, sitting on the rooftop. I prefer it when I can hear the hustle and bustle of life below. The sirens are more ominous in the surrounding silence. Life is getting back to normal, people are moving around. Now my work will begin. His virus has spread through the city like a plague.…
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WRONG END OF THE RAINBOW
Life had been a disaster since he found the pot of gold. His wife had found out about his new found wealth, so he’d had to kill her. He didn’t trust the kids anymore, the murderous little bastards were looking to inherit, so he’d cut them off. The yacht and the supercar had been fun…
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LOCKDOWN
Shutters down, windows boarded up, phone disconnected. Four months since the lockdown began, enough food and toilet paper for another year. Tap, tap, tap. What is it? She won’t risk finding out. Until then, she will stay in the basement. *** Agnes knocked on the door again. ‘Let’s go,’ said Archie. ‘It’s been two weeks,…
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SCRAP METAL
The thing weighs a tonne, almost broke the table when I finally hefted it onto it. Got some buttons on it. Give one a tap and it makes a pleasing ‘clack’. Letters on them. Some sort of coding device? Nowhere to plug it in, can’t see an on button. Bit at the top slides side…
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NOSTALGIA
‘Closed’. The sign hung on the entrance to Rock ‘n’ Rogers 50’s Diner. ‘What will you do now?’ asked Rock. Rogers shrugged, ‘Head further south, try again.’ ‘Still think it’ll work, huh?’ ‘Sure do. People love nostalgia.’ ‘Sure, for certain things, maybe they don’t want to be reminded about everything.’ ‘It was a simpler time,…
Iain Kelly 