Wednesday, March 28, 2012

Residue (Flash Fiction)

Found on Google Images. I own nothing

FLASH FICTION PROMPT

“There’s some kind of residue over here.” Jameson waved her over with a flicker of his flashlight. “What do you make of it?”

“Don’t know.” She bent down to eyelevel to examine the fine dust on the bookshelf. “What do you think? It’s a little thin to be papers.”

“You don’t think…”

“I’d rather not jump to conclusions, though I’d like to point out the obvious lack of a body, my dear.” She wrinkled her nose. “The smells are fine, just everything’s all…burnt.”

“It’s called fire.” Jameson turned away, inspecting the support beams of one wall. “It generally leaves a rather burnt smell behind.”

(c) Sara Harricharan

A/N: And I'm probably watching too much CSI on the weekend for this one... 

1 comments:

Joanne Sher said...

Intriguing, my dear. Good stuff!