He received an invitation. There was to a be a reunion of the class of ‘31. Strange, wasn’t he sole survivor?

On the appointed day he walked to the hall, pushed open the door and stepped inside. It was gloomy, a white mist lay across the floor. Through the darkness he could just make out ten figures standing motionless, each facing a different direction. There was a chill in the air. The only sound, a fan above, slowly turning. Creak creak creak.

One by one they turned to face him, their gaunt expressionless faces staring. He began recognising them. Surely he’d read their obituaries, attended funerals. Hadn’t he?

They reached their arms toward him. He shivered. Deciding to leave he turned, but where was the door? The mist began swirling. The fan stopped turning. They slowly encircled him, beckoning as they closed in. Closer and closer they came.

‘Your time has come’ whispered a voice. Then they were gone. All of them, gone.

Where were they?

Where was he?



Post 1668

Word count 175

photo-20180430154728258Written for Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers where the photo prompt is provided by Yarnspinnerr



30 thoughts on “FFfAW

  1. Priceless Joy May 1, 2018 / 19:25

    Wow, creepy good Keith! I felt right there in the “mist” of it. LOL! Great story!


  2. Denise Hammond May 1, 2018 / 19:48

    Well that was creepy. Someone did Z for zombies. What is it with you guys?


  3. Christine Goodnough May 1, 2018 / 21:28

    Was the reunion held at the Edgar Allen Poe School’s Twilight Zone Hall perhaps? Still, 1931 was 87 years ago. Perhaps his eyesight was getting dim? 🙂

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  4. James May 1, 2018 / 21:58

    “Another one bites the dust,” or in this case, the last one bites it. He certainly lasted a long time.

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  5. Fandango May 2, 2018 / 00:31

    Eerie. Another commenter mentioned The Twilight Zone. Spot on. Are you Rod Serling reincarnate?

    Liked by 1 person

  6. Irene Waters 19 Writer Memoirist May 2, 2018 / 05:24

    You built the tension well in this one Keith. Chilling and disturbing. Where was he? Great flash. You might want to alter the second line change the was to the perhaps.

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  7. yarnspinnerr May 2, 2018 / 07:14

    Hope you are well Keith.
    Interesting and intriguing. A good write as always.


  8. Varad May 2, 2018 / 09:50

    They should’ve been much nicer and visited him at his place. Chilling take, Keith

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    • Keith's Ramblings May 2, 2018 / 11:58

      Very true. Dragging the old chap out on a cold damp night wasn’t very nice! Cheers Varad.


  9. athling2001 May 2, 2018 / 18:06

    A haunting tale. Hopefully he can enjoy their company wherever they are.


  10. Woman walking Max May 3, 2018 / 10:26

    Excellent story, beautifully crafted – like the way you take us from an everyday event – a re-union – subtly to the spooky ending. Most atmospheric.


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