To join the fun of Friday Fictioneers 100-Word Story Challenge, just follow the link for the details. Photo by Jan Marler Morrill. My story is below the picture.
Sebastian had said, “Follow the alley until it curves right. Stop at the blue door in the wall. Knock four times.”
Okay, here was the turn. Yes … the blue door. Four short raps. She held her breath. … No answer. … She waited. … Still no answer.
Drat the man! Why all this mystery? Couldn’t they just meet at a cafe?
Lying on the floor inside, Sebastian stretched his arm to reach the door handle. But the knife in his back had done its work. He lost consciousness as the girl turned in frustration and left the alley.
The Happy Wordcrafter 
Excellent!
Thank you so much.
You are so good at surprises!
Thank you, Gilly. When I started this, I actually hoped it would end differently, but I just couldn’t find anything else that fit – particularly with the word restrictions.
That’s so sad. I hope he wasn’t someone very special to her. Good one.
Thanks, Sandra. I’m not sure myself how special he was. With our severe word limit, I just didn’t have time to find out.
Alas.. there was a reason not to meet in a cafe, but sometimes precautions are not enough…
Dear Sandra,
That knife in his back would certainly hamper his ability to open the door. Two points of view. Good story. Great to see you here.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Thank you. Yes two points of view, but from either position, we would have to say it was a ‘strained’ relationship.
Well done!
Thank you.
Nicely done!
Thank you.
It’s is perhaps good that she did not reach the door sooner, your is a story that can run and run. Mike
Yes, I’d say it was good she did not arrive earlier. But she should have know better than to meet someone who insisted on such a clandestine place to begin with.
Very intriguing, there are so many open questions. Good story.
Thank you. And, yes, there are many unanswered questions. I guess they’ll have to wait for the next 100 words.
I love the thoughts in her head as she bustles along, and I think I’m glad she didn’t arrive earlier- she may be best out of this relationship anyway. Good story!
I was left a little confused about whether the man lying on the floor was the one she was planning to meet or some other victim; repeating the name would have helped if it’s the former. Just a thought.
Oh, that’s a good idea. Yes, naming him once more would make thing clear. Thanks.
Oh no…I can feel myself wanting to shout at her “Open the door!”
Wow! The backstory leading to this must be truly an adventure. I wonder is the girl in danger?
She probably is, but with only a hundred words allowed for the story, we’ll never really know for sure.
Some of these stories have expanded in my brain and have become a bit longer in my dresser drawer.
That’s one of the perks of taking part in this kind of writing exercise. Many times the tiny 100-word story becomes the seed of a complete novel. I remember doing a writing exercise where I sat down to the computer and took the first 2 words that came into my mind and just started writing whatever came to me until I couldn’t go any further right then. When I stopped writing, I had almost two whole chapters of what became one of the best novels I ever wrote. You just never know where these things will lead.
That is a true story.