Saturday, 14 November 2020

Flash Fic Challenge: Snake Eyes

Snake Eyes 

I took advantage of being alone in the lift to slide my dark glasses off and knead the knot forming between my eyes. It had been a very long day chasing down a gang of magical thugs, and one was still missing, so it didn't look like it was going to end any time soon. 

The lift chimed, and I hastily jammed my glasses back into place again. They tried to slide down my nose almost at once. Such are the perils of wearing a slippery mask. 

When the door opened, the missing gang member stood there with a gun in her hands. She pointed it at me, and I sighed and tipped my head down to catch her gaze over the top of my glasses. 

 She forgot enough to meet my eyes - and turned to stone. Rather nice limestone, in fact, rather than the shale the rest of the gang had become. I don't choose what stone someone becomes, there are a whole bunch of factors involved, from the bedrock of your birthplace, to what you connect to as a person. 

The gun changed with her, as did the clothes she was wearing, and I shoved my glasses up my nose once more and hoped they stayed this time. Stepping around her as I left the lift, I pulled out my phone and brushed the snakes away from my ear. "Last one to be picked up in the hospital," I told my contact on the other end. "Statue again. Yeah, I had the lenses in, so it'll wear off tomorrow, you can do what you like with her then." I ended the call, sighed again, and trudged onward to get the final witness statements and wrap up the endless day.

1 comment:

Jeff Baker said...

Oh, I love it! I didn't expect who or what the narrator was going to be! :)