“How much longer are we going to search for this treasure?” Stacie whined. They had been on this soft-soiled mountain for four days, carrying nothing than a metal detector and half-gallon of water. They had run out of food two days ago and they’re starving. “How are you even sure the treasure’s on this mountain?”
John glared at Stacie. “The coordinates, Stacie, they’re never wrong.” John replied with clenched teeth.
“Coordinates can be wrong sometimes,” Stacie grumbled and continued to run her metal detector across the crater surface of the mountain. Suddenly, the metal detector started beeping crazily. “Um, John, I think it found something.”
From his backpack, John pulled out a mini-shovel and began to dig like a dog while Stacie stood on the side and watched. Some time later, John leaned against the hole wall, exhausted, out of breath, and thirsty. He had drink all the water while digging.
“John, what’s that?” Stacie pointed to something next to John’s shoes. John picked it up and cried. It was nothing but a metal wire.
(~175 words)
I am participating in Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writer, where we write a piece between 100 and 150 words (more or less 25 words) in length inspired by the photo prompt above.
OUt of food and now out of water, I think their treasure hunt is a major fail. Great story, Yinglan!
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I think so too. Thank you for reading.
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That could be frustrating!
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I agree.
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Yikes. I hope he’ll give up and go home now!
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Me too.
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I really like this! Great story and blog you have here.
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Thank you. 🙂
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