It’s time for Friday Fictioneers. Thank you to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for the photo and for leading this group.
I’ll admit I feel out of ideas today, but I wanted to participate.
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Genre: Suspense (100 words)
Copyright – Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
Change of Plans
“A lamp for each of us. How thoughtful,” Ellie said coyly.
“I thought we would make the best of this situation. We could take our little picnic down into the basement,” Randy sniffed.
” I prefer the natural light. We might as well make use of it while we have it.”
Randy’s empty stare held her transfixed. As they faced each other across the island, he pressed his knuckles into the granite. She froze, regurgitating bile.
“Look. I see a light outside,” She threw the lamp at his face, the glass smashing into a thousand bits. She bolted towards the door.
AmyReeseWrites 
Scary!
I hope she got out safe
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Parul, let’s assume she made it out safely. I guess I left that a little open. Thanks!
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Hope she got out safely…
Lots of scary stories from the prompt this week, this is a good one
Dee
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Thank you, Dee. I appreciate that.
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Scary and creepy… It’s amazing how that little snippet can be so powerful and pull you right into the story. Well done, Amy. 🙂
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Thank you, Lisa! You always so encouraging. Thanks for reading, as always.
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Ooooo. I like it. Totally took a turn from where I thought it was going.
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Thanks, Ashley! Glad I could surprise you.
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Good for Ellie she didn’t fall for his crap. Good story.
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I don’t know about you, but basement just seems wrong. Run! Thank you!
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That had to hurt….vivid!
Tom
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Thank you, Tom!
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Smart girl, that Ellie! Great story, Amy (who is also a smart girl).
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Ah, thank you, Cathy. I’m touched.
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Ouch! Good thing she threw it I’m thinking. You did good Amy especially when you said you were out of ideas! Read like a pretty good idea to me!
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Thanks, Jackie. I thought it might be not so original, but sometimes you must just with what you got, right? Thanks!
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Scary stuff – I’m glad she realised what he was up to. Great story.
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Thank you, El. She went with her instincts.
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Run!! Run!! Just Run!!!
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Yes, Leo….run, run run!!! I have a feeling she makes it out!
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WOW – what an ending! Well done 😀
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Thanks, Dianne.
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Those empty stares are always a bad sign. Well done.
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Thank you, Beth. I’m glad you thought that was effective.
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chilling! Terrific writing!
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Thank you so much, Deana! I appreciate it.
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Ooh, yeah – seemed like something wasn’t quite right with the way he suggested a move to the basement. Nice one!
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Ooh yeah, duh huh? I’m glad Ellie came to her senses!
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Wow, what a twist in the middle. I thought they were lovers even, but then apparently not. Oil lamp to the face…ouch.
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Thanks. The story jumped from possible lover to murderer all in a few sentences! Yes, ouch!
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Ouch … He got more than he asked for ! Well written
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Yes, that would hurt, wouldn’t it? Thank you.
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Picnic in the basement? Definitely think she was right to throw that lamp. Good build up of tension.
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What a psycho, huh? That was a definite sign! Thank you, Sarah Ann.
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Basement picnic, sounds very nice….not. Hope she got out in time.
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I guess he wasn’t cool enough about this after all. I know that’s where I want to go in a blackout! Thanks!
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Pretty well done for ‘feeling out of ideas.’
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Thanks, Adam. I guess I managed to write something at least.
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Now I’m wondering how he got her in the first place..
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True, Guapo. What was she thinking anyway?!
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Smart move, Ellie! I can’t think picnics in the basement are generally good ideas. I’m betting she gets out of this one alive. Good suspense in your story.
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Thanks! Yeah, I think the picnic in the basement idea was a definite sign. Thanks for reading.
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Good choice on her part. Unless you have a stellar basement, it’s not the spot for a picnic. And your ending give a whole new meaning to “Come on, baby, light my fire.” 🙂
janet
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Thanks, Janet! This guy wasn’t too cool after all. I’m not sure if anyone would fall for a picnic in the basement…it’s a good thing she had the oil lamp!
Amy
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HI Amy,
Ellie has the right idea. Basement picnics don’t end well. I guess he didn’t light up her life! Ron
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Ron,
Ha ha ha. Your comment is better than my story!! It was definitely worth my attempt. Thanks for that! – Amy
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Picnic in the basement… hmm. Nice one.
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Thanks, Sandra. Sounds like fun, huh? Not!
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Ugh…picnic in the basement? Glad she ran…hopefully to the police. Quite a story, Amy.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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She got out of there in the nick of time, Rochelle! Thanks.
Shalom,
Amy
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The creepy sneaked up on me!
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Thanks, Frank! Not my idea of fun date.
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Creepy guy! Picnic in the basement? Not this girl!
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That’s right, Michelle! Not this girl. She listened to common sense.
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Yikes! Yeah, I’m no expert, but it sure doesn’t seem like ‘Your basement or mine?’ would impress too many people…
not even Yogi Bear would chase a picnic basket down there!
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Ha ha! Yeah, and if Yogi Bear doesn’t go for the picnic, you know it’s not a good idea! Thanks, Robert.
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Amy, are you up for getting in on the Roast action on my blog tomorrow? I sent you an email to your WordPress email account explaining everything. Let me know!
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Ooh. Creeped me out. Run!
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Thanks, Denmother! I’m happy to creep you out anytime. Thanks for reading.
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