Sunday 14 July 2013

Five Sentence Fiction - Locked

  Lillie McFerrin Writes
Lillie McFerrin's Weekly Flash Fiction Prompt - 'Locked'

The bolt slid across and the jingle of the padlock could be heard just before it snapped shut; Argentia knew she was going to be in here a while, but hated not knowing why. She assessed the door with its scratches and dents, but a shove reassured her it wouldn’t give. Then she heard the weeping, quiet and low, broken only by sniffles.

She peered into the musty darkness and caught the outline of someone huddled on the floor.

Startled by Argentia’s approach the emaciated figure stopped weeping and as she moved closer started smiling; its sharp, white incisors becoming visible even in the dim light. 


  1. Ooh!!!! I wondered where this was going . . so deliciously dark!!!!!

    PS Love the name Argentia; where did it come from? xx

  2. Thanks Lizzie. Names just pop into my head as I write, it is rare that I ever struggle with naming characters (well unless I have to change them from a 'real world' person!! Hee, hee). This fit rather well somehow.

  3. Oh, wow...this is good! I want to know more now.

  4. This is something else.. Excellent..xx

  5. Oh my GOSH! Where is she?! Why is she there? AND WHAT THE HELL HAS INCISORS THAT'S HUMAN LIKE?!?!!

  6. Sounds like she has some problems!

    1. Yes, it does sound like problems!