Back when I first got the 'writing bug', a little over a year ago, I started by trying to do some flash fiction a few times a week. In doing that, I would take prompts from Seventh Sanctum and then borrow the format from the 100 word story site and go from there.
I was just going through some of my old stories and found this one. I forget what the prompt was....maybe alien murder or something?
“I think she's dead.” the detective stated flatly. His optical sensors scanned the curvy humanoid up and down, fixing on a spot behind her right ear. The faint 'whir' of mini servos was all that was heard.
“Hey, great catch Shorelok....ya think?” The Mind intoned in his audio receptors.
“Indeed I do. No respiratory activity. No heartbeat....in either heart. Yes, I would consider this humanoid to be deceased.”
“Ok, sure...and what killed her? That pile of salt next to her?”
“Correct.” said the android detective as he kneeled, pressing a small stud on the base of the woman's ear. She seemed to shimmer for a second, then her appearance faded from a beautiful Bandorian woman to a dried up looking slug creature.
“Someone knew that 'she' was really a Lugosian....a race evolved from snail like creatures to whom salt was deadly.” Calculations began running in his 'brain' as he stood.
“It was Sherlock, by the way....” an almost wry smile tugging at his synthetic lips.
2 comments:
Salt! That was funny.
Heh, thanks Alex :)
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