I am Fictioneering from the West Coast, where I am attending a conference of tens of thousands of geophysicists! Just think, if there’s a massive earthquake, it will eliminate the very people who should have known better! Anyway…every Friday, writers from all around the world write 100 word (or thereabouts) flash fiction based on a photo posted that Wednesday on Rochelle Wisoff-Fields’ blog.
Here’s my story this week. I welcome constructive criticism; without it I cannot grow as a writer. Thanks for reading!
Before the Lights Went Out
Let me tell you about the moment before the lights went out.
We were sitting in the waiting room, you and me, next to the aquarium and the coffee table stacked with bright-covered magazines.
You handed me a key.
Then you closed my fingers over the cold jagged metal, and without a word led me behind the counter, opened the door in the back, and pointed to the hallway on the other side.
“I thought this was the end,” I said.
You shook your head.
The lights went out behind me, but I could still see the doors beyond.