Thursday, 13 September 2012

THURSDAY@3 and F3 cycle 95 "KILLING TWO BIRDS"



I promised there might be a new story up here this week, in the old 'Thursday@3' slot! (see the right hand sidebar for more stories!)

Well, I was sitting knitting this morning (best 'plotting' time!) and I was reminded of a comment I made on Cathy Olliffe-Webster's blog the other day, about the unlikely event of her and another writer, Laura Eno , having a camping trip, which I'd suggested would make a good plot for a short story. Then I recalled that this week's F3 writing prompt centred on what might happen in an isolated cabin when someone hears a telephone conversation they weren't meant to (as in the Barbara Stanwyck film "Sorry, wrong number" )

So, I thought, kill two birds with one stone (which also gives me a title for the story!) and link Thursday@3 and my entry for F3. So, Cathy and Laura - thank you for the inspiration and the kick-start to get the writing muse under control! :-)

Coming in at the maximum word count for Thursday@3 (333 words) here y'go!



KILLING TWO BIRDS

Laura’s eyes wandered across her spartan surroundings. Getting ‘away from it all’ in this wilderness was not her idea of fun but at least Cathy’s experience of the great outdoors would ward off her fears of the more savage aspects of nature and so she had finally agreed to this girlie camping trip.

Three hours earlier she had arrived at the cabin bedraggled, cold and miserable. Cathy was nowhere to be seen and any sense of adventure had long-since evaporated. Noises of unseen animals scuttling about reverberated on the wooden cabin walls, resembling a demonic scratching and snuffling that conjured frightening visions in her mind.

More worrying was the unexpected phone call that had interrupted these fantasies of terror, replacing them with an altogether more sinister reality. The voice was gruff and unrecognisable. At first she’d thought it was Cathy playing games, but the two-way conversation she was privy to had quickly revealed something else.

“I saw the second car parked at the foot of the incline; now they’re both here. We have all weekend.”

“Hmm!” another voice had answered, sounding like its owner was licking his lips; there was almost something of excited anticipation tucked into that one drawn out response.

“So keep your head down. The fun starts soon!”

Laura had tapped the receiver rest repeatedly, trying to clear the line before it clicked silent.

That had been half an hour ago and since then her mind had put two and two together and come up with a reasonable four: it was time to leave. Fast. But as she jumped up to make her exit she dropped her keys. Scrabbling wildly under the chair to retrieve them she felt something soft and clammy.

As she pushed the chair back she saw a hand whose fingernails bore an unmistakeable shade of vibrant nail polish and realised Cathy had been here all along. It was a discovery she had little time to worry about, in the split second before the lights went out....


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Author's note:  Although the characters names are based on reality, the events are entirely fictitious!

21 comments:

  1. OMIGAWD, YOU KILT ME, SUE YOU KILT ME DEAD!!!!
    BUAHAHAHAHAHA! Laughing out loud here - especially since, right now at this very moment, I have vibrant hot pink nail polish!
    Oh this is a beauty! Off to blog about it as we speak. Thanks dear Sue - you are such a fun friend to have - even you YOU KILT ME DEAD!!!!!!!! oxoxoxo

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  2. Bwahahaha!
    At least it was probably quick and easy for you, Cathy. I'm afraid Sue's muse is going to toy with me in delighted terror! Nice nail polish. The color is to die for!
    I'm so happy - I think - that I was a part in feeding your fiendish story, Sue!

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    1. "To die for." You know I wasn't thinking of it that way when I plastered it on the other night.
      Before that I had zombie green polish... srsly looked like it belonged on a corpse... maybe Sue saw it.

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    2. At least Sue didn't leave you with the green...we would have wondered if you were going to turn zombie on us. ;)

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    3. .....actually, I didn't specify WHICH colour!!!! :-o (now I have you worried! Heh heh heh! ;-p)

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  3. That is awesome! Except Cathy is dead. That's not so good. And no way I'm going camping in the woods. I saw "Cabin in the Woods." Bad stuff happens!

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    1. "That's not so good." Isn't Alex a sweetie? Wait a minute.. not "so" good? So, it's a little bit good? What exactly are you saying, Ninja-boy?

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    2. Thank you, Alex, Laura and Cathy!

      Well, now - a lot of 'assumptions' with this story! Is the nail polish pink or green? Is Cathy dead or alive? What do YOU think, dear reader, it could go any way......! (evil laughter)

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    3. ...it only says your hand was 'soft and clammy...'! ;-p

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    4. See, I assumed it was just the hand... a severed hand... with the rest floating out in the lake...

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  4. And I thought it was a fake rubber hand filled with ketchup . . ;)

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  5. Sue...what a tale! I too thought of Cabin In The Woods as soon as I saw the picture up top. Tell me there is a next...right??

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    1. Sorry, Chuck - nothing planned for 'next'! I 'll leave it to you to think what migt have happened!

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  6. Great one, Sue! I like the 'matter-of-fact' delivery and how you bring the story along, making the reader look in one direction and then... what's this? A hand... omg!

    Lights out!

    Brava, Sue!

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  7. Knitting has helped a lot of sleuths - and writers of sleuths - to ponder plots. Consider Miss Marple. It's even more fun when you know the characters.

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  8. Sue, Talk about gasp time! This is so great. It pulls you in and lets you ride along and then? Knocks the wind out of you with her touching the cold hand and then it finishes you off when the lights go out. Now, I'm picturing one or more 'somebodys' having a field day in there, and not in a good way! Superb thriller. VERY WELL DONE!

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  9. Crisp, to the point, compelling. You kind of know an end like that is coming but you HAVE to read on anyway. Good one!

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  10. Pink nail polish! Aaaaaaaaaaargh! Love it. :)

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  11. Oooo CHILLS!
    Blessings, Joanne

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