Photo prompt and introductory sentence posted Friday mornings. Include photo prompt with your story. Use of the introductory sentence “I am not staying here, honey.” is optional. All stories should be under 200 words in length.
Challenge closes 11:00 pm Friday, June 3rd.
The sign was weather-worn, all memory of bright lights lost ages ago, caught in the half-forgotten process of fading completely away. It was, by definition, the perfect place to search for the elusive fire salamander.
“I am not staying here,” Cathy pouted.
“We are here to explore, nothing more.” I’d grown accustomed to half-truths and lies when dealing with a ghost. She never seemed to catch on.
“Dry as bone,” Meg, the water hag, moaned from the back seat.
“Least we ain’t soaked no more,” Dan muttered. Water plus ghoul emitted a nauseous stink so we were all thankful for that tiny reprieve.
“Listen up,” I said, raising my voice so Horace could hear from the trunk. “We’re here to see if the reports are true.”
“Not bring in car,” Meg muttered. “Burning asses.”
“Meg.” I caught her eye in the rear-view mirror, nodding towards the pile of pixies asleep on the front seat.
She just snorted.
“If needed we’ll purchase a top-of-the-car storage thing to make a comfortable bed.”
Moans and groans.
I turned onto the overgrown road leading to the motel. As it came into sight, I braked. Nothing left but a charred ruin.
“Too damned late,” giggled Cathy.
Giggles and snorts.