Welcome to Day Three of the October Frights Blog Hop.
Today I have two flash fiction stories about death, and the consequences about lingering beyond your allotted time. Enjoy...
Leftover
I died
yesterday.
A heart
attack, I think. I remember a pain in my chest, down my arm, and not much else.
I saw a flash of a hospital, maybe an operating room, and a voice saying, “time of death, 11:04 AM”.
That’s when
I woke up here.
In my own
bed.
Yet… it’s
not the same place.
It is so
silent here, a vast empty nothing of stillness. And I have no voice. I can’t
talk, I can’t cry, I can’t even scream. The world around me is painted in
shades of grey, a shrouded space of perpetual twilight. The air is cold and
heavy, and it feels like it’s pressing on me.
I can see
the other world, the world of the living I suppose, like watching through dirty
glass. I can see my husband crying when he’s alone. I think I can reach out and
touch him. I know I can, I can feel it. I want to reach out… I need to reach
out…
He’s right
there.
Waiting.
I need to
feed.
I’m so, so
hungry.
~*~
Eternal
Death hates
me.
Why else
would I still be here? Waiting.
When I’m
finally ready.
Perhaps it’s
my own fault, a taste of my own feckless behavior. So many times I smiled at
him, made him wait for me, promised I would come to him. Then I slipped by him
with a smile, another deal for more years, another life stolen to prolong mine.
How many
millennia did I cheat him of what I owed?
I lost
count. I’d wager he knows.
I thought forever would never get stale.
I had such
hubris.
Youth and
beauty for eternity, laughing at Death as he chased me.
Always
winning.
Always
laughing.
Until it
stopped being amusing.
I thought
the game would last.
I thought he
loved me.
Until he
refused to play anymore.
Now I am
alone.
Waiting for
Death.
Why won’t he
come for me?
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6 comments:
Two more terrifically creepy stories!!!
Thanks, Debbie.
The first one had a twisted ending. I like it!
I am fond of the twisty endings, thanks.
I also love the twisty ending.
I also love the twisty ending.
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