This story is for Friday Fictioneers, the weekly prompt provided by Rochelle on her blog, Addicted to Purple. She gives us a photo and no more than 100 words to tell a story. Be sure to visit Rochelle’s blog! This week’s photo is from C.E. Ayr. Also, if you’d like to read more responses to this prompt, or if you’d like to add your own, click on the blue frog below.
Siren in the Sky
The old stadium was brilliantly lit. I grabbed my purse and coat, though it was late.
No one bothered me, though there were others on the street.
There was no game in the stadium. No concert. It’d been shut down; everyone knew.
When I entered, I joined the silent group standing in the dusty center.
A giant disc appeared in the sky. My body disappeared, and I was looking down on an empty stadium. The lights went out. Only then did I try to scream, but it was too late. Maybe all will be well, I told myself. Hold on.