Saturday 6 July 2013

FRIDAY FICTIONEERS - THE VIEW - MY 100 WORDS - BY LINDA PALUND




The View

            It was a beautiful day. The wind blew softly in the direction of the Spaceship, less than a mile away.  Perhaps the fumes would be blown away from us.
            We had heard the news on Fred’s shortwave radio.  Spacecraft had landed everywhere, emitting a gas that drove people mad, committing suicide in staggering numbers.
            To get a better view, Fred climbed up the Sterling Building, the highest point in town. The Fire Company followed with a ladder.
            After the Fire Crew leapt to their deaths, I felt an irresistible urge to climb up there, too.  
            “Oh, look, there goes Fred!”

6 comments:

  1. I think I've smelled that sort of gas a time or two. :-) So far, just leaving the area has seemed to work.

    janet

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  2. Dear Linda,

    Your story is a gas! Sorry to hear your life is in such turmoil. Glad you're still writing though...therapy.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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  3. Nicely done - horrific but not without humour in that last line.

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  4. There goes Fred! Nice to maintain that kind of attitude about the end of the world. But don't climb up, Linda!

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  5. That's some powerful gas. What have those space people been eating? Fun story, Linda.

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  6. Stay away from the ladder. Adjust your gas mask.

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