This weeks Friday Fiction is from a photo prompt over at Friday Fictioneers. I hope you enjoy. Please feel free to share your thoughts. Have a great weekend! 😉
“It’s true,” I say as Marcus, Patrick, and Jenny pile in the elevator.
“We’ll meet you at the top,” Marcus says pulling the heavy cage into place.
As the elevator creeps by Patrick shouts, “Up, up and away.”
The elevator coughs up smoke and ash as it sputters between the seventh and ninth floors.
Suddenly a fireball consumes the elevator.
Trapped. They bang on the cage and cry for help.
Petrified, I can only listen to their cries.
Silence comes quickly.
The fireball retreats and the elevator belches smoke and ash.
The cage opens and I peer inside. No trace they were ever there.
Word Count: 100 + 5