STUCK

This story is a response to the Challenge posted on Friday Fictioneers, which is a weekly blog link-up led by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields at Addicted to Purple. A story with a beginning, middle and end in just 100 words or below, making every word count. Here goes my attempt, hope you guys like it.claire-fuller-9For 15 years, I’ve lived a monotonous life. The people here…them all mad.

Most notorious ones in the vaults…the killers. I give them pills and food.

No. 13…Roul’s bald, strong….sitting as calm as always in the same corner.

I pass the plates and throw the pills at him. Distance preferred… from a crazy killer.

Heard a ruffling noise while pressing exit, I spin around…he’s just inches away.

Vault doors stay open for only 30 seconds once the key’s pressed…Asylum’s safety protocol.

His eyes into mine, dreadful, could hear the door shut…cant move.

I’m STUCK.


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