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The Picture (Furious Fiction)

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Below is a Furious Fiction for the AWC – Enjoy!!

 

The Picture

My own wheezing breath swirled through my ears and I bent over, trying to inhale deeply.
“Hey, are you alright?” A distant voice asked.
I sapped upright and gave a shaky nod, then turned and bumped into another woman on the footpath. Through the fog I heard ‘Rude’ and ‘Must be on drugs’ but I kept propelling forward without uttering an apology.
Why did I just do that?
I spun around a corner, keys jingling in my pocket as I smashed my back against the wall. A sharp stab in my left leg sent pain sensors coursing through my body, and I winced.
How could I have just done that?
The street was jam-packed full of commuters, and as they zipped past me as I inhaled sharp breaths. Swallowing hard, I carefully peeked to where I had been standing a few moments earlier.
It’s still there.
I closed my eyes and counted to ten. My mind was racing with the possibilities of the next 24 hours. I tried to take deeper breaths.
It would be fine right?

As my right eye twitched open, I saw him. He was driving the Australia Post van.
Flicking both eyes open fully, I flung myself forwards towards the stranger; the one who held my future in his hands.
He hopped into the driver’s seat and pulled his van into traffic. Frantic, I searched the cars for my own, then stumbled over my feet as I began a race with the disappearing van. He was going to deliver the letter, the one with…. the picture.
I shook my head and slammed my door closed, punching the gas pedal and screeching forward. What was I thinking? Our relationship didn’t need more sizzle. If anything, it needed less.
How could I have done that?

As the van got further and further away, I felt the panic rising. Clicking onto the Voice Activation option, I screamed an order at the steering wheel to call Dean.
“Hello?” Dean answered, his voice croaky.
“Were you sleeping at two o’clock in the afternoon?” I asked, shaking my head and swerving into the left lane, “Never mind. It’s coming today and you have to ignore it.”
“What?” Dean asked, yawning loudly.
“A letter is coming today. Just ignore it,” I said as the van turned into my street.
“What are you talking about, what letter?”
I groaned, “I sent you a letter.”
The van pulled up next to my house and I slammed on my breaks.
“Hang on, there’s someone at the front door. I think it’s the mail,” Dean said as I tried unsuccessfully to squeak out words, any words to stop it.
He groaned and whispered the worst four words I’ve ever heard, “I’ll call you back.”
The line clicked.

I hope you enjoyed this Furious Fiction short story!
If you want more, head to the ADVENTURES page and search for ‘Furious Fiction’
See You in The Adventures!
CG

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Fiction Hannah Carmichael Chronicles

Rescue Mission | Hannah Carmichael Chronicles (SIXTY-TWO)

Your Briefing:
Hannah Carmichael, Super Spy, is trying to take down the corrupt Spy Agency – CGT – and stop their World War attack – CATACLYSM.
She was surrounded by CGT agents and drugged, where she woke up in a snow hospital, only to realise she has no memory. Two others are with her, both without their own memory – Stephanie Winchester and Evelyn Carmichael.
When she broke free, she saw someone she thought she recognised coming to the doors, and followed her instincts, letting them inside.
Will they be able to escape? What about CATACLYSM? Can they stop it if she can’t even remember who she is?

 

SIXTY-TWO

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Authors Note:
Thanks so much for checking out the latest Hannah Carmichael instalment!
The next one will be coming VERY SOON, so keep an eye out to see if Hannah and Zeke can protect the Peace Talks and stop CATACLYSM!
See you in the Adventures – Christy Grace

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Fiction

Proof Of Life (Furious Fiction)

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FURIOUS FICTION

Another month, another 500 word story. This month, it started with a question, included the words ‘Jam, Jungle and Jackpot’ and ended with the word BANG – Enjoy!

PROOF OF LIFE

“How long has it been?”
Caleb stopped rocking back and forth and looked up at Rebecca, “Who cares? We’re going to die here no matter what.”
She glanced at the bolted door then back to Caleb. He had resumed rocking and humming softly to himself. Just like when they were kids. Rebecca stayed perfectly still for a moment, listening for movement outside the door. She took a deep breath and pushed herself up. Caleb looked up, his breathing getting heavier, “What are you doing?” he hissed, as she waddled towards the door.

She paused and looked over to him, “They leave the same time every day.” Inches away from the door, she heard the knob turn. The door seemed to open in slow motion, as she stood frozen in the doorway.
“Well, well, well,” The woman pushed her back down onto the cold, hard floor. “Looks like we’ve got an attempted escape,” She snickered back at her partner then faced Rebecca again. “You can take your chances out there in the Jungle if you like,”
Rebecca saw Caleb shrink into the wall as the woman pulled a gun from behind her back.

“You try anything like that again, and I’ll jam this gun into your side and pull the trigger.”
“What do you want from us?” Rebecca asked as the man closed the door behind him, pulling out a camera. He aimed it at Caleb and took a picture as the woman held the gun steady at Rebecca.
“We hit the jackpot when we found you two. Do you know how much your Father will pay to get you back?” Rebecca frowned as the man moved over to her. The flash blinding her momentarily and the man looked at the pictures and smiled.
“Got em. Proof of life.” He said, putting the camera back into his pocket.

The woman reached into a bag on her hip and pulled out a bottle of water. She threw it in Rebecca’s direction and turned, talking quietly to the man. The water inside the bottle started shaking slightly and Rebecca looked over to Caleb. He flinched as the shaking started getting stronger. Their captors didn’t seem to notice and Rebecca pushed herself towards the wall. Sounds began to disappear as Rebecca kept her eyes glued to the door.
BANG.

The door swung open as police entered the small room, guns poised at Rebecca and Caleb’s captors. The woman lifted her gun towards Caleb and the man tried to run for the window. An officer tackled him to the ground and the woman pulled Caleb up, pointing the gun at his head.

Her face was scrunched as she yelled at the officers in front of her. One of them grabbed Rebecca’s arm and pulled her up. She fought to reach for her brother as the woman made the fatal mistake of aiming the gun at the officers. The silence was shattered as the officer next to Rebecca fired.
BANG.

Thanks for Reading this Furious Fiction by Christy Grace