This is my first piece of flash fiction that I’ve written in a while, and honestly it’s only about 20% as good as other stuff I’ve written. Though, I have only written one fifth of the story.
Chuck Wendig’s Terribleminds flash fiction challenge this week is a challenge in five parts. This week we are to write the first 200 words of a story. It doesn’t matter which genre, or style and there are no other criteria. Next week (or tomorrow to be more precise) we will all choose someone elses 200 words to write the next 200 words for. I will expect that each person cannot add to any story more than once but that is conjecture. I do love the word conjecture.
Well, here we go.
- Flash Fiction : In Too Deep
The plunge into the ice-cold water, hit Derry like an avalanche. A fading knowledge of the film ‘Predator‘ had informed him to lower his body temperature so that the alien won’t see him. Though, he hadn’t realised how cold the water would be, how the flow of the water would drag him away from the bank or how his thick woolen coat and boots would become the rocks that pulled him down.
It’s worth noting at this point that in Predator, the hero was a hardened military veteran with experience in guerrilla-warfare, while Derry worked in the Accounts department for a large national fish exporter, and the most alien thing he had encountered in his life so far was the perpetual lack of sticky notes in his office. Being woefully terrible at making quick decisions, preferring an hour or two to mull over every eventuality also goes some way to explain his poor choice of hiding place.
His limbs stiff, his breathing now wheezy-gulps, and his head now spent more time underwater as his legs struggled to move. Derry panicked, with a thought that he didn’t have hours to mull over…. he was going to die.