Friday, October 12, 2007

Fast Fiction Friday #3


100 words or less. Tell us a story based on this picture...
Oh, and enjoy!

2 comments:

wcdixon said...

Sorry Bill...I'm not seeing a story, more like a movie poster logline:

"When the chips are down, who will we turn to?"


Meh?

Bob said...

The chalk-colored blood oozed from the shredded limbs of the "man", filling the base of the small compartment. He felt the surface level rising across his plasticine skin. But the sensation was not of the liquid rising, but of his body sinking. His last ordered thought, his last moment of resonance before it all turned to static and impulse was, "I am reclaimed."