The Encounter – 100 Word Flash Fiction – In 3 Views



Jane sliced the onions that would go into the spaghetti sauce with a sharp chef’s knife. Her eyes welled up as she diced. She never felt that comfortable in the turn of the century Victorian home and tonight wasn’t any different. A draft that felt like a cold hand slipping up her dress made her shiver and she glanced back over her shoulder. Her eyes darted around the dimly lit kitchen which was cast in an otherworldly light from the old converted gas light fixture in the center of the room. It began to flicker and then it went out.


Jackie skipped along and hummed a little song that seemed to pop into her head more often lately. She would be late for dinner and could expect a scolding from her over-worked mother. She increased her pace while the fall leaves rained down all around her. They made a shattering sound when the wind picked up. The tree branches began to sway as if they shook leaves off in pain. The sun had set and the street lights cast shadows in peculiar shapes. As she rounded the corner past the old Shapiro house she heard a blood curdling scream.


He had waited in the basement for hours after breaking in through the old cellar door. The light slanted in through the small window and then slowly became nothing more than a slit. Soon he was encased in complete darkness, shrouded like the entombed. He heard her come in through the back door as her heels struck the linoleum on the kitchen floor above. The rustle of a paper bag and rhythmic thumping of cans were sounds of his childhood long ago. He crept up the stairs. He came from behind, she turned and screamed, but she looked right through him.

 Photo and words by S. Lindau

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15 Responses to The Encounter – 100 Word Flash Fiction – In 3 Views

  1. Pingback: Lingering Soul – 150 Word Flash Fiction « susielindau

  2. EllieAnn says:

    Creep-tastic! I love your writing.


  3. Jan Morrill says:

    Great photo-I thought it was old England. Your multiple POV story was dark, rich and spooky!


    • susielindau says:

      Thanks Jan! I appreciate that! I write a humorous slice of life post early in the week and then Flash Fictions on Friday. For some reason they seem to come out on the spooky side! Hahaha! I got to believe the trend will continue right into Halloween…
      Thanks for reading!


  4. Sonia Lal says:

    creepy! but good. I like the way you did in three parts.


  5. John Hardy Bell says:

    Ok. I’m scared. Thank you. :)


  6. L.M. Stull says:

    This is awesome! I loved how you wrote the whole story from three different views!


  7. kbnelson says:

    Okay…there’s definitely a dark theme going on here with Flash Friday. Mine had fog too. Are we all on the same wave-length?


  8. Madison Woods says:

    ooooohhh, yours was darker than mine, even. I really liked the line “A draft that felt like a cold hand slipping up her dress made her shiver …”

    Great post!


    • susielindau says:

      It creeps me out as I write them! Thanks! I was alone in the house and took a shower after writing and was completely on guard. Hahaha!

      The fog is still thick here. I took the photo this morning.


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