Passage of Death

“Don’t why but this one took a dark turn this week. Hope you like it!”

I wrote this story in answer to the following prompt:
Friday Fictioneers – Write a 100-word story based on the Photo Prompt image above by PHOTO PROMPT © Ted Strutz

Passage of Death

I always got lumbered with running corpses from the police morgue to the mortuary.

Tonight, I was transferring a Jane Doe. No clue who she was. She’d been murdered though.

This was a standard night until —bang!

Something exploded under the hearse.

Grinding to a halt, I jumped out expecting flat tyres at least. I saw metal and cogs in a heap. I’d struck an engine block. The hearse was toast.

I told Jane to stay put and took out my phone.

A shadow loomed.

The crowbar struck my neck.

“Jane’s coming with me!” he said.

The darkness consumed me.

The End

Thanks for reading my friends.

There’s more in the Poetry Corner, Poetry Nook, and the Short Story Collection

Have a great day!

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  1. This is a great use of the prompt, As a young chap one night I was taking a corpse to the local hospital mortuary. As I turned on the mortuary light the corpse sat up!!!!!. Your story took me back to that night 🤭

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  2. I continued on the lovely dark vein you started: I assumed Jane was abducted for some nefarious reason like reanimation of the dead, devil worship, or voodoo. Or, maybe for preservation like the Norman Bate’s mother in Psycho.

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