Five-Minute fiction - 16:07-16:12
Hey Mistah? You alive Mistah? the voice said from somewhere out in the darkness.
Dard struggled against the surrounding gloom.
Mistah, you alive or dead? the voice said again.
The rise to consciousness was like the rise from a great depth. Dard kicked and pulled his way toward the light. He opened his eyes to see the smallish figure squatting on an overturned pile of wreckage somewhere.
The factory floor.
He blinked several times and the figure came into view. Its head cocked to one side as it caught sight of Dards eyes and its mouth widened into a grin.
Alive then. Thats good, Mistah.
Is it? Dard choked out through the pain.
Well, yeah Mistah. I mean, if you were dead itd be a bad thing, the figure said cocking its head to the otherside.
Dard tried to focus in the gloom but the figure had chosen its spot perfectly. It sat in a space between the light and the dark in a place where the shadows mingled and details were hard to discern.
I think Id prefer to be dead given the current situation
Hey Mistah? You alive Mistah? the voice said from somewhere out in the darkness.
Dard struggled against the surrounding gloom.
Mistah, you alive or dead? the voice said again.
The rise to consciousness was like the rise from a great depth. Dard kicked and pulled his way toward the light. He opened his eyes to see the smallish figure squatting on an overturned pile of wreckage somewhere.
The factory floor.
He blinked several times and the figure came into view. Its head cocked to one side as it caught sight of Dards eyes and its mouth widened into a grin.
Alive then. Thats good, Mistah.
Is it? Dard choked out through the pain.
Well, yeah Mistah. I mean, if you were dead itd be a bad thing, the figure said cocking its head to the otherside.
Dard tried to focus in the gloom but the figure had chosen its spot perfectly. It sat in a space between the light and the dark in a place where the shadows mingled and details were hard to discern.
I think Id prefer to be dead given the current situation