Friday Fictioneers: Escaping

PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields




The streets were lit up. I breathed a deep sigh of relief and rushed on dragging my blood soaked leg behind me.

Thank god!

I didn’t know how long I could run from these people without them slitting my throat. For days, I had been locked in that dungeon of theirs, without water, without food, worried I would be tortured further but somehow I had escaped …

And with their diamonds worth millions too. I needed to find the airport, start a new life as a new identity. Sun myself, finally know what luxury is all about.

I hear familiar voices …


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6 comments on “Friday Fictioneers: Escaping

  1. Dear Lisa,

    Good build of tension. I don’t think she’s going to get far with that leg dragging.



  2. Iain Kelly says:

    Hope she makes it, but it doesn’t sound good!

  3. neilmacdon says:

    This is not going to end well for her. But perhaps the voices are friends

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