Wednesday has come around again and I’m happy to present this week’s flash fiction.
Detective Sloane questioned the prudency of following an unknown entity into an unknown environ, but the space he led her toward didn’t bare the same all-encompassing blackness the creature created.
Still, the situation didn’t sit well with her.
“Who are you?” she asked hoping to draw him out. His quick, interrupting answers before had been equally insightful and disturbing. Sloane needed to know more.
The man paused and glanced over his shoulder at her. Sloane thought she saw infinite sorrow in his face. “An echo of those who failed.”
“An echo? Those who failed?” He’d already started moving again, and Sloane hustled forward to catch up with him.
The man nodded. “Yes, this is an echo of our psy-network.”
Sloan blinked, her steps faltering for a moment. “Psy-network? There’s no such thing as a psy-network.”
“Not on your world.” The man stopped. We boult our world around it. He corrupted it. Now he’s spreading further and faster.” The man raised his hand and the world shifted.
Space and a planet she didn’t recognize. Light pulsed over the surface, but darkness grew. A chasm which split the ground suddenly before her.
“This is the corruption.” The man gestured at the chasm. “Or as near as your mind can handle. We couldn’t stop him opening it, but perhaps you can close it.”
Great, Detective Sloan thought. First enveloped in darkness, and now she had to heal a technology even its creators hadn’t been able to fix? She didn’t get paid enough.
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