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Disappearance #FridayFictioneers, but on a Sunday

So, I’m a bit late with my story for this week’s Friday Fictioneers, but better late than never, eh? I missed last week’s instalment and was determined not to miss two in a row.

The idea for Friday Fictioneers is simple: see the picture, use it as inspiration for a 100-word piece of flash fiction, post it on your blog, share the link over at Rochelle Wisoff-Fields’ website, check out and comment on everyone else’s stories. Easy peasy!


PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

‘Over here! I’ve found something!’

‘Where are you? Frankie?’

A green-bereted head popped up from behind the ruined wall. I was picking my way towards her, concentrating on where I put my feet. I looked up but she had disappeared again.

I can’t believe I let her drag me here, I thought. The beach looked far more appealing.

‘Frankie, you’ll have to wait, I can’t keep up!’

I stopped to pick a stone out of my sandal and heard a scuffle and shouts from behind the archway up ahead.

Rushing through, all I found was one green beret.

Word count: 98

5 thoughts on “Disappearance #FridayFictioneers, but on a Sunday

  1. Oh no! Right when she’s found something. I want to know what it was. That’s just the sort of mystery one can imagine taking place in such a setting.

  2. I think there’s a secret network of tunnels under the rubble and she’s been abducted and taken down there. Hoping her travel mate finds a way in.

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