Late Night Mudslide

The dirt road that stretched into the darkness was flooded. Their car, tire flattened, windshield cracked and leaking, had slid into the ditch.

“You’re sure this is it?”

 Thunder rumbled an ominous warning growl.

“Mapquest says yes, Leonard.”

“What was the address again?” Dave cocked a thick eyebrow, and jumped as lightning seared and split a tree not more than ten feet away.

“Well, at least I can read the work order now,” Leonard tipped a soggy paper toward the burning tree. “It’s 666 Eldritch Lane.”

“OK, that’s the place,” Dave sighed. “I really hate working for Geek Wizards®.”

© Liz Husebye Hartmann (2021)

Carrot Ranch Prompt (10/14/2021): In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story that embraces the mud. What is the mud, real or metaphor? How does it transform a character or place? What happens? Go where the prompt leads!

11 thoughts on “Late Night Mudslide

  1. I don’t know what fate awaits Doug and Leonard, or what work they were summoned to perform, and I think it’s good I don’t know! I really liked the atmosphere in the story with some unseen thing that stopped their car, a burning tree and rumbling thunder. This is one neighborhood I’m happy to stay away from!

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