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
Written for Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers where the photo prompt is provided by Yarnspinnerr
Keith's Ramblings 
Wow, creepy good Keith! I felt right there in the “mist” of it. LOL! Great story!
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Good to be creepy now and again! Cheers PJ
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It sure is! Great story!
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Well that was creepy. Someone did Z for zombies. What is it with you guys?
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It’s my normal genre, but I needed a change of mood after A-Z!
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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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Now you come to mention it…! Cheers Christine
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“Another one bites the dust,” or in this case, the last one bites it. He certainly lasted a long time.
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And then there were none! Thanks James
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Eerie. Another commenter mentioned The Twilight Zone. Spot on. Are you Rod Serling reincarnate?
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I wish! He’d be a difficult act to follow!
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Scary. If i ever get such an invititation, remind me to ignore it!
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Very sensible mimi!
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Ohhh! Good one! I could visualize the scene – gave me chills!
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I’m delighted it had the desired effect!
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Creepy stuff. Excellent atmosphere building.
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Thanks so much Anurag
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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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Thanks for spotting that Irene! Someone unseen popped the extra ‘was’ into my sentence whilst my back was turned. Creepy!
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LOL
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Hope you are well Keith.
Interesting and intriguing. A good write as always.
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I am thank you, and it’s good to back after spending a month A-Z-ing! Thanks for your kind words.
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They should’ve been much nicer and visited him at his place. Chilling take, Keith
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Very true. Dragging the old chap out on a cold damp night wasn’t very nice! Cheers Varad.
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A haunting tale. Hopefully he can enjoy their company wherever they are.
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They got on once so hopefully they will again! Thanks so much
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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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That’s most kind of you, thanks.
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That’s the way death should happen
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I agree. I bet they had a great reunion up there somewhere! Thanks Larry.
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