Prompt A (genre challenge): Space Western (think Firefly and Star Trek)
Prompt B (Story Starter): “And there’s the sirens.”
Prompt C (photo):
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What was That?
By Teresa Smeigh 2019
We’ve lived in the desert for all my life and I thought nothing could surprise me. I was used to the dryness of the area. The fact that no life forms, other than us humans could survive here. We brought in what we needed to survive. However, over the last few weeks, strange things have been happening.
Every night, for the last few nights, the sirens have been going off to let us know that something strange is happening somewhere and to be ready. For what? We had no idea.
“And there’s the sirens.” What now? Just then a huge bang comes from the roof of our house. There is a thrashing sound and a huge tentacle works its way down through the roof and into the kitchen. We all huddle together shaking. We doubt it comes in peace. It continues to rip apart the roof and eventually its body makes it through and lands on the kitchen floor and just stares at us as we quake in fear.
“Hungry,” it says and looks right at us and then heads towards us. We were backed into the corner. The sirens continued to wail as we looked the monster straight into its face before it took its first bite. All of us at once. “Good,” it mumbled with its mouth full.
Advocate for mental health and invisible illnesses, also a devout Christian