Wednesday, October 16, 2013

Rainfall

It's been a while since I've worked on Flash Fictions. I've enjoyed and miss them. When I received an email about Rochelle Wisoff's Friday Fictioneer, I couldn't pass up the opportunity to dust off my brain and tackle the challenge. Here is my 100-words or less flash fiction with the photo prompt of the week.
I would appreciate any comments and constructive critiques. Thank you for visiting my blog.

 Rainfall

The rain fell again – sending those inside the store scurrying to the back. It was not the flooding that worried them. It was the rain itself.

A customer had earlier stepped out of the store with groceries in hand, joked about getting wet – except as she stepped into the rain, her flesh immediately bubbled and blistered, sloughed off, exposing muscles and bone. The water that swirled around her ankles sliced off her feet, sending her tumbling into the flood – only to dissolve in a matter of minutes.

She never had a chance to scream.

But we had.
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13 comments:

  1. Sandra CrookOctober 17, 2013 at 1:59 AM

    Gruesome! Great take on acid rain.

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  2. Steve BervenOctober 17, 2013 at 3:48 AM

    Oooh. Very Stephen King. I like it!

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  3. Rochelle Wisoff-FieldsOctober 17, 2013 at 4:58 AM

    Dear Deanna,

    Welcome to Friday Fictioneers. I think you'll find us a friendly group.

    Have you ever seen the movie Alien Nation? This was reminiscent of it. Quite a graphic description or her gruesome end.

    I look forward to reading more from you.

    shalom,

    Rochelle

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  4. Douglas MacIlroyOctober 17, 2013 at 4:59 AM

    Dear Deanna,

    That's it. Not going outside ever again and will immediately adopt W.C. Fields' attitude about all water.

    I liked this story.

    You're new here, wren't you? That or I'm too old to remember. Either way, welcome to the party, pal.

    Aloha,

    Doug

    P.S. If there's a Captcha to struggle through in order to communicate with you I'm going to slit my wrists. Been nice knowing you.

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  5. RussellOctober 17, 2013 at 7:54 AM

    If she could have only screamed, "I'm melting, I'm melting." She could have gotten a part as the wicked witch of the west in a Wizard of Oz remake.

    This is a scary tale, Deanna. You told it well.

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  6. AnonymousOctober 17, 2013 at 9:38 AM

    You know, someone mentioned acid rain, and my mind then twisted this story around -- the people in the store have all accidentally ingested LSD, and while nothing is REALLY happening to the customer, everyone is sharing a bad trip and screaming at the events you described that they are really only perceiving and not actually occurring. Funny stuff.

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  7. AnonymousOctober 17, 2013 at 7:59 PM

    Ooooo...great last line!

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  8. AnonymousOctober 17, 2013 at 9:41 PM

    Interesting interpretation of the photo prompt. Well done!

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  9. AnonymousOctober 18, 2013 at 9:01 AM

    Gruesomely great.
    AnElephant loves it.

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  10. brudbergOctober 18, 2013 at 4:46 PM

    Talk about acid rain... this is pollution with a big P

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  11. Perry BlockOctober 18, 2013 at 9:21 PM

    Very ominous and scary. Works all by itself or as the opening to a longer story. Good job!

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  12. AnonymousOctober 19, 2013 at 12:22 AM

    Acid rain, apocalyptic imagery, and gruesome deaths... should have read this earlier in the day! I think I may have nightmares now, but that means good writing.

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  13. AnonymousOctober 19, 2013 at 11:16 PM

    Scary tale! I like where you went with this. It was very effective.

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