Flash Fiction: The Figures

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Image by Nemo Chen

Written by Emma Elizabeth Mathes

Wandering the tundra, I knew not where I was nor how I had gotten there. But I was looking for something.

Some time had passed—maybe a few minutes, maybe several hours—before I came upon them. Underneath the rising moon were two figures with flashlights, separated by a curtain.

For a long while I stared, unsure of what to do. Eventually, I felt a pain in my side and knew I should speak.

“Hello?”

In tandem, the two looked at me. I felt a shudder down my spine.

“Hello?” I asked again.

They shined their flashlights in my eyes, paralyzing me. Then, I woke up.

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