All Sam had wanted was a ride.

He's grown up in the Mid West, eaten his breakfast from cereal cartons plastered with the faces of lost children, so he knew the dangers. Still, it was raining. The weather was crap, and out of the falling rain the white ambulance had come like an angel of mercy. It's flashing lights were off; only the fog lights cut through the gloom, shining on him like a halo.

"Want a ride?" called the driver over the water's roar.

Indeed, he did. His goal, simply to get from point A to B in relative dryness and safety, ran counter to those of the driver. He pulled himself up into the passenger seat and offered his hand. "Thanks! I'm Sam," he said. "I've never ridden in an ambulance before. You been driving them long?"

"Hey," said the driver, casting a look over his shoulder. The previous driver's body did not move from is plastic confines. "As a matter of fact, tonight's my first night."

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Anglea over 9 years ago

unnerving

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Author Catherine Russell shares her life with her high school sweetheart, their son, and two ferocious puppies in the Wilds of Ohio while writing short stories, editing her novel, and learning more about the craft every day. Her work has been published in Flash Me magazine, Metro Fiction, Beyond Centauri, and the ‘Best of Friday Flash – Volume One‘ and the ‘Best of Friday Flash – Volume Two‘ anthologies.

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genres

Slice of life

tags

dark wet sinister

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Prompt (write a story including these elements)

hero Sam
villain Ambulance Driver
goal Hitch a ride
Prompt suggested by Galen

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