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The End (Sci-Fi 100 words)
I lost control at mile marker 51, but I was never really in charge, anyway.
The car skidded to a stop in front of these three doors. Finally, I thought. A way out of all this mess.
My gut said, “Red,” but she’s been known to lie, so I picked blue. A cloud of voices, shrieking and whispering words I couldn’t understand, knocked me to my feet as it spilled through the door and onto the highway.
It’s too late now. The doors are gone. I just wanted you to know, before they kill us all, how I ruined everything.
If you have a moment, my son has written a story to go with today’s photo. He’s not an official Friday Fictioneer (yet), but his story is here, if you are interested in reading it: https://waitingforaname.wordpress.com/2013/09/25/from-the-peanut-gallery/
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Picked the wrong door?
Very much the wrong door, but I’m not sure there was a right one… 😉
Oh wow, that is some awesome writing. I think this might be my favorite this week. Let me know if you ever write a longer story around this idea. I’m so there. 🙂
Thanks so much! I doubt I’ll write a longer story because I’d have to do it JUST right and I have so many other stories I want to write, but if I did expand it, I’m envisioning a mental patient undergoing counseling for his delusions about a past involving these doors and the end of life on earth as we know it… everything all very contemporary and mundane and clearly this narrator has gone completely off the deep end… until said narrator of questionable sanity stumbles upon three doors and realizes his therapist has been feeding him an absolutely false reality and he alone can save what little remains of life on earth, if only he can escape his alien/otherworldly captors. Like I said, it would have to be done just right…
Brilliant! And a great opening line. Well done.
Thanks. I hoped to establish my narrator as an expert in messing things up. 😉
Like those running dreams where nothing makes sense and then it ends
clever response to the prompt
Thanks!
Dear Lisa,
This is one of those times when I don’t get it and tiptoe quietly back to check on the comments to become enlightened. Standing by.
Aloha,
Doug
The short story is he inadvertently opened a portal for some earth-destroying entities (aliens or parallel universe or something). He has a history of doing stupid things, ruining relationships, etc., so he’s a little ho-hum about his control of his life and about his judgment. I originally pictured him confiding this little story to someone as the aliens (or whatever) advanced, a sort of death bed confession, but after further thought, I think he’s been taken captive by the aliens, who are treating him as a mental patient in a world that looks very much like ours, feeding him a false reality and “counseling” him out of his delusional belief that he played a role in Earth’s demise. Oh, and he might be a she… haven’t decided yet, because I’ll probably never write this story. Still, it’s fun to plot! 🙂
Dear Lisa,
Your son’s story is fantastic. Good job. D.
Thank you so much. I’m rather proud of the young lad! 🙂
Dear Lisa,
This is quite eerie. I’m wondering if she lost control at the 51 mile marker if the doors signify death? Or is she being pursued by aliens? Sorry for being the dense one.
shalom,
Rochelle
PS Your son has talent. Tell him to feel free to write more. 😉
I bet it was a setup from the beginning- same outcome no matter which door was opened. They’re tricky like that.
An eerie, mysterious story — and then you get to that last paragraph. Wow, that packs a punch!
I love the mystery.. yes picking the wrong door can have dire consequences.
Fascinating, this! Love the concept, and the opening line, and the line about her gut being known to lie…one of my favourites this week! 🙂
Thanks so much!
I loved your little diary entry of having destroyed the world by choosing the wrong door. Thank you, I always wanted to know who was responsible!