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Wednesday, March 23, 2016

FF: Strange Village

PC: Udday
A city boy and a town architect Keith gets transferred to a village that is populated with just 2 families. 

Every night Keith hears strange sounds coming from the abandoned photo booth that is right opposite to where Keith has been put up.

Keith wanted to run home the first week itself. 

But, he resolved to find out the mystery. He couldn’t talk to the villagers, he assumed they spoke only their native language.

So, that night, a dog howled far away. The crescent moon was dim in the sky.

Keith walks up to the photo booth and sees

That the villagers are not villagers but a shooting unit & this is their set for a horror movie. Keith actually is in the wrong side of the river. His original village is a bridge cross away.

This post is written for Flash Fiction

10 comments:

  1. Oh no! He isn't even in the right place! He is in the middle of a movie set! Hopefully, now he gets back to the village he is suppose to be at. Great story! Welcome to the FFfAW challenge! We are happy you have joined us. :)

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    1. Thank you Priceless Joy
      I love your initiative. Gives me more to write about.

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  2. Poor Keith, I hope he finds his way to the right side!

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    1. I do too.
      Poor guy
      Thanks Yolanda :)

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  3. Wow, hopefully he gets to the right place soon!

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    1. Now that he knows, I am sure he will rush to his right place
      Thanks for the comment Amanda :)

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  4. Really interesting story. Reflects the awareness that strange places can truly be STRANGE places!!!!

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    1. I agree Samantha :)
      Thanks for dropping by

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