| General Fiction posted May 23, 2020 |
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Day 20 of Lockdown contest entry
Somewhere To Go
by DragonSkulls
Today was day twenty of lockdown and here I was, going a
hundred and eight down Kennedy with four cops hot on my tail.
You see, lockdown wasn't working for me. I had places to go,
and no one was going to stop that from happening.
The lead cop was about to try tapping my rear corner so I'd
lose control. I slammed on my brake for a split second. He
came up beside me and I plowed him into the gas pumps at
Shell. The explosion was enormous in my rearview.
The next two came tearing up on both sides of me. The passenger
in the car to my left had his shotgun ready to blast me. Again, I
slammed on my brakes, just before he fired. He shot out the other
car's front tire and the driver lost it. He swerved to the left and
creamed into the other car and they both went crash rolling in front
of me.
With the last cop on me, I turned at Louis and what hovered there, just
past the bridge, with machine guns aimed at me? A helicopter. I gunned
it and drove up the embankment. As my Mustang went airborne, it snagged
a power line that snapped and flung into the rotor blades of the
chopper, viciously yanking it to the ground, right on top of the last cop
car. Explosion number two.
I landed, raced across the bridge, screeched into the drive and ran into
my baby's arms.
Day 20 writing prompt entry
Today was day twenty of lockdown and here I was, going a
hundred and eight down Kennedy with four cops hot on my tail.
You see, lockdown wasn't working for me. I had places to go,
and no one was going to stop that from happening.
The lead cop was about to try tapping my rear corner so I'd
lose control. I slammed on my brake for a split second. He
came up beside me and I plowed him into the gas pumps at
Shell. The explosion was enormous in my rearview.
The next two came tearing up on both sides of me. The passenger
in the car to my left had his shotgun ready to blast me. Again, I
slammed on my brakes, just before he fired. He shot out the other
car's front tire and the driver lost it. He swerved to the left and
creamed into the other car and they both went crash rolling in front
of me.
With the last cop on me, I turned at Louis and what hovered there, just
past the bridge, with machine guns aimed at me? A helicopter. I gunned
it and drove up the embankment. As my Mustang went airborne, it snagged
a power line that snapped and flung into the rotor blades of the
chopper, viciously yanking it to the ground, right on top of the last cop
car. Explosion number two.
I landed, raced across the bridge, screeched into the drive and ran into
my baby's arms.
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Writing Prompt Write a Flash Fiction (250 words. Title not included in count ) beginning with the sentence 'Today was Day 20 of lockdown and here I was.' Continue on telling a fictional tale of lockdown-beginning/middle/end.) |
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