A Flash of Fiction

for Sadja’s What Do You See? photo prompt.




image‘Ready or not, here I come!’  shouted Maisie.

Ben crouched in a corner.  It was dark, even if she came close she’d never see him. 

Maisie slowly crept up the steps.  ‘I know you’re up here Ben’.

A spider crawled across a cobweb inches from Ben’s cheek.  He hated spiders but didn’t dare sweep it aside for fear of making a sound.

He peered around the pillar.  There she was, walking away, not towards him.  He breathed a sigh of relief. 

Maisie climbed down the steps, looked here, looked there, looked everywhere.  ‘I’ll find you, Ben’, she shouted as she wandered in and out of view.

It was quiet.  He hadn’t heard her footsteps for ages.  She’d given up!  A smile spread across his face.

‘Little Bo Peep has lost her sheep…’ he sang, his voice echoing around the building.

‘Wrong’, she shouted in his ear.


‘Up here’ yelled the cop. ‘We’re too late, she’s beaten us again’. 


In a bar across town, Maisie sipped a Martini.  Another assignment successfully carried out.



20 thoughts on “A Flash of Fiction

    • Keith's Ramblings Dec 6, 2021 / 17:32

      I thought of the game as soon as I saw the picture, the twist came later! I’m so pleased you liked it, thank you.

      Liked by 1 person

  1. Sadje Dec 6, 2021 / 15:36

    A thrilling story Keith. You began this quite innocently. Thanks for joining in

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Mason Bushell Dec 6, 2021 / 16:50

    Well done, Keith. I love how this twisted from children playing, to a lady beating the police, great work!

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Chris Hall Dec 12, 2021 / 13:38

    A great ‘gotcha’ moment, Keith! Took me completely by surprise 🙂


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