For Six Sentence Stories where the given word is Surprise.
Last week… an alluring young woman, her face expressionless… the onlooking revellers were Locals… she produced a red flower and placed it behind my ear…we danced, we twisted, we spun round and round, I laughed….
…I woke up in a sweat. It had all been a dream, the pub, the Locals, the young woman; all a dream.
As I crept from my bed, everything seemed to be spinning, I was dizzy, I clung onto a chair to stop myself from falling to the floor, and then I saw it, there on my pillow, a red flower.
I suddenly regained my composure and stood for a few moments trying to make sense of everything; was it a dream or was it real, if it was a dream where did the flower come from, why…what…how…?
There was a bunch of keys on the bedside table, not a bunch I recognised until that was I spotted the tag on which was inscribed The Revenant, the name of the pub where this whole crazy experience started.
There was only one thing for it, I had to go back and try to make sense of what I had or hadn’t experienced, so got dressed, left my flat and jumped into my car and when I asked the satnav for directions I was not entirely surprised when it didn’t recognise the address, then when I tried to fire up the engine, it wouldn’t start so I climbed out slammed the door and kicked it, hard.
By a stroke of luck, a taxi appeared, so I hailed it, climbed into the back seat and asked the driver to take me there and he said nothing, but as we drove off I recognised his face in the mirror, it was the face of a Local, and then…...
To be continued.
PART ONE CAN BE FOUND HERE
PART TWO CAN BE FOUND HERE
THE NEXT PART CAN BE FOUND HERE
Thanks to Denise at GirlieOnTheEdge for hosting.