The stipulations were:
1.) No more than 500 words (much more difficult than it sounds because it has to tell a story and build a character while being short and sweet).
2.) Must be in a genre in which I don't currently write.
3.) Must use the prompt "Light."
I chose to write a crime story and I titled it The Light at the End. Here is what I came up with. See what you think.
The Light at
the End
Headlights.
Blinding
Frank as he fell to his hands and knees. Wet crimson from the bullet wound in
his shoulder painted the hard pavement beneath him. The charging car's engine
sang a death song across the parking lot. Frank reaches for his ankle.
****
Two minutes,
fifty-seven seconds earlier.
Friday. 11:00
PM. Frank and Darryl stood roll call in the dark, police substation parking lot.
Their sergeant eyed them with narrow, calculated eyes. "So, what do you
think, Darryl?" he asked.
Darryl had
been a cocky SOB ever since Frank met him during the police academy years ago
and probably for a long time before that. He walked with a king-of-the-school
kind of swagger and Frank didn't much like him.
"We
have to do it, Sergeant," Darryl answered without missing a beat. "It's
gotta be Frank."
Frank's
stomach turned.
