This week’s Friday Fictioneers photo prompt.
Jacob crouched behind the phone booth, hands shaking as he fit another round into his rifle. He heard the tramp of boots on the pavement and the laughter. No one else walked here so carelessly.
Someone had plastered a sticker on the filthy plastic: “Old School Dirt.” Maybe it was a band before everything went to hell. He hadn’t seen an intact booth since he reached the once-proud New York City. If they found him, there wouldn’t be much left of this one. Or him.
Jacob breathed deeply, ready to lean out and shoot all the bastards he could hit.
photo: danny bowman
33 thoughts on “Rotten Apple”
A tense moment indeed. I’d hate to be in Jacob’s shoes.
A post-apocalyptic story. What happens next???
That’s all still locked in the head I’m afraid. But I’ll let you in on a secret: this character is from a piece you can read here https://secondstaronther.wordpress.com/2012/02/07/the-city/
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I can really see how this photo lead to this story. I like it.
Jacob needs therapy QUICK! Good story! Very nicely done.
Either that or more ammunition. Thanks for reading!
Therapy? He’s needs a quick lock up! Before he kills an innocent…
(good story, but nasty, but in today’s unfortunate world – realistic, and please, everyone stop telling these stories and spinning this media because i worry how it encourages crazies to do these things… sorry) Randy
Since this is set in a post apocalyptic fictional future where Jacob is fighting for his life, the use of violence is necessary to the situation. I’m sorry if you felt that it was encouraging gun violence.
thanks…. sorry, I got a little carried away myself there for a moment in a post apoplectic world. Ha. Randy
This story just worked for me. Good job.
thank you so much, glad you enjoyed it!
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Darling, please tell me that Jacob is cast as a young Kurt Russell. You’re on fire, Hannah. On fire.
I will put all casting decisions for the film through you! Thank you, you’ve got me turning all sorts of shades of red.
^^ what she said! I suspect she’s thinking of the movie Escape From New York (starring Kurt Russel). Yeah, your story does have that kind of vibe.
I’m not familiar with it, I’ll have to go look it up on IMDB!
Ah, this sounds like a great dystopia beginning where we come in on the action in the messed up future. Well done. Loved the tramp of the boots and laughter!
Thank you, Linda. I’m glad you enjoyed it. Those with the tramping boots are people you would not want to cross, loaded rifle or no!
I hope, Jacob comes out on top of this one !
I have high hopes for him…but as I exercise a certain amount of control over his destiny, that may be cheating.
maybe he’s the guy who killed my victim
I saw Kurt Russel too
congrats on winning the Pen of the Damned goodies / way to go
I’m willing to write a poem / just for you or a loved one
or do a write up about you on my blog – you chose and there’s no expiration date
You never know…he’s a man of few words and plenty of secrets.
I must watch this movie!
Thank you! Goodness, so many good choices. I will think about it and get back to you once I have made my choice!
After careful deliberation, I would be ever so honored if you would do a write up of me on your blog! Thank you in advance!
Gripping stuff for so few words.
A love the tile … so befitting
Now thanks to the assault weapons ban Jacob is facing his last stand. Unless he is a crack shot, this may be a short lived encounter!
I could feel the tension in the moment. Great place to end it. 🙂
Well the picture certainly fits the story! Hope he makes it ok.
Thank you! He might just make it out.