They’re Coming

Speeding down a deserted highway, late at night, at the very limit of my control; look in the rear-view. Fumble with the phone, auto-dial, wait in vain for an answer. Come on!

Try to control my breathing. Look in rear-view, again…

Headlights.

26 comments:

  1. My heart was racing as I read this. I so want to know what happens next.

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  2. I also got a racing heart when I read this. Wonderful job creating such a dramatic scene with so few words. Well done!!

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  3. A great take on the prompt. Loved the suspense you created.

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  4. Good one! I am on the edge of my chair... :-)

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  5. I'm wondering now, Headlights Police or Headlights ....disaster.

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    1. I'm reminded of the 'headlights' in Close Encounters... that weren't even really headlights.

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  6. Eeek!! I can only hope "they" is something good instead of where my imagination wants to go.

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    1. Somehow I really doubt 'they' are girl scouts with cookies... ;-)

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  7. Awesome bit of writing filled with excitement and suspense! ♥

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  8. Welcome to the gargleblaster, David, and to yeah write! We're excited to have you on board. Nice action packed little story here. :)

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  9. And you -- objects in the rear-mirror are closer than they appear... wooee

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  10. I wouldn't be checking my phone, I'd be getting the phark out of there! Great adrenaline injection, David!

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