Wednesday has come around again and I’m happy to present this week’s flash fiction.
Detective Sloane drew back from the image before her, turning away. The vision of the beach slid through the oily black and remained in front of her. “Release me this instant.” She squeezed her eyes closed. “Detaining an officer is an act of…” Sloane swallowed.
“A challenge?” The creature sounded positively delighted. Sloanes stomach turned when the black sludge rippled the length of her body.
“No.” She held still trying to ignore the desire to wipe the creature’s residue from her skin. Protesting its thoughts had gotten her here now.
The scene on the beach proceeded, but slowly. Sloane watched the wave rising steadily higher like a player stuck on slow. “You know the end.”
“Yes.” Sloane nodded her head. She knew the end of that day. And of this.
Five towns marked in red on her map illuminated again in her memory. Each a place this creature had visited, and each a place where the citizens lay trapped in commas.
Why?
Because we fought. Detective Sloane could not say where the voice came from. She didn’t hear it, not through her ears. Nor did the voice match her inner dialogue. Still, she knew the voice echoed in her skull.
She scowled, certain that the vision the creature granted her still proceeded according to its relentless pace. The same relentlessness the wave had displayed when it had rolled over the beach and through the buildings behind.
Ordering her thoughts, Sloane breathed out. Who are you? She thought in her mind.
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