Friday, September 16, 2011

Flash Fiction Challenge: The Numbers Game

It's that time again!

Time to huff ether and drive a city bus?


Time to flip my underwear inside out to get the extra day?


Time to shake a baby till it stops crying?

No, it's Friday! Which means time for another terribleminds Flash Fiction Challenge. This week the Beardilicious One has asked that we write a 100 word story using only three words chosen from a list of five. The words, chosen by a fusion powered robot of such cognitive power that if you looked directly at its CPU for even a second you would walk away knowing how to speak Japanese, are as follows: Enzyme, Ivy, Bishop, Blister, and Lollipop. I have cleverly embedded three of those words into the following story, I hope you enjoy it.

The End

I was unprepared when the end came. I don't beat myself up about it though. I mean, who prepares for the apocalypse besides tinfoil-hat crazies and the echelon they expect to bring it about? Not that it mattered; it got them anyway.

One hundred thousand people died the first week.

Locked in my lab, I work on a cure. I've isolated the correct enzyme, but my hands won't stop shaking. The veins are black and creeping up my arms like ivy, and I can feel the blisters forming on my eyes. Not much time now. Not for any of us.


  1. Love it. Easy to read, flows well. And I don't need to know back story for it to stand alone. Good job!

  2. Wow, nicely done, the descriptions hammer home the urgency

  3. Thank you for the comments. It means a lot to me when people take the time to give me feedback. I'm glad you both enjoyed it!

  4. Yeah, this is totally different from any of the others. Nice story.

  5. that was dismally exciting to the bitter end!

  6. Well you had me from the start - I love dystopic novels so this was right up my alley! I can see this being expanded into a longer piece!

    Now where DID I put that tinfoil hat...