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Part Time Writer of Science Fiction and Fantasy. Hopefully a blog for Stories, both Long and Short

Devils of the Deep

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Below is my 100 word (ish) submission to the Friday Fictioneers. Photo prompt this week is courtesy of Douglas M MacIlroy.

As always, comments are appreciated. I try to read everyone’s submission, but with submissions reaching triple digits each week, it’s sometimes difficult to get round to each one. Therefore, I tend to read those who I follow, or who like / comment my story. And finally, I also try for a random selection from the list.

The Friday Fictioneers are a friendly group of online writers from all over the globe who endeavour to create short but fantastical tales with which to enthrall and inspire both reader and writer alike. The genres and styles of writing are varied, so there is something for everyone to be found within its midst.

Just a quick word on this week. I didn’t expect to get a submission out as my family and I have been busy moving out of our house (Now successfully sold and completed) and into the in-laws. Just a temporary situation until all the paperwork and other such stuff is completed on our new home. Anyway, hope you enjoy the story, I’m glad I managed to get this one out in time.

 

Copyright - Douglas M. MacIlroy

Devils of the Deep

“What’s the gauge say?”

Looking to his dive buddy, Skip hoped there was time to finish. Salvaging the research rig had proved profitable so far.

“Ten minutes”

“Okay, lets wrap up this corridor and head home.”

Skip watched as his dive partner swam away. Murky and dark, the corridor might reveal something of value.

“I think…….”

Chuck’s transmission cut off mid-sentence. Confused, Skip flipped his comm.

“Chuck?”

Met with static, Skip peered uneasily into the darkness. Approaching slowly was Chuck, at least what was left of him. Behind Chuck was a creature so terrifying that Skip could only gibber incoherently, paralysed by fear.

As it swam past, eyestalks turned to him, then behind, and toward the hungry babies following in their mother’s wake.

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Author: Weltchysnotebook

Part Time writer of Science Fiction and Fantasy, both long and short!

25 thoughts on “Devils of the Deep

  1. Ohhhh! Hungry babies! Great job.

  2. I absolutely love your science fiction story. You are awesome – what a terror that would be! Honestly, I got paralyzed reading this. I love how you wrote “eyestalks turned to him,” You have a Real Way with Words! Thank you! Nan πŸ™‚

  3. Dear Weltchy,

    Something tells me the hungry babies were less than cute. Good one.

    Hope your move’s gone well.

    shalom,

    Rochelle

  4. Congratulations on your new home! Good scary story. I think it’s time Skip gets out of there before he becomes dessert. Well written. πŸ™‚

  5. Yikes!

    Excellent! I love the ending.

  6. Creepy! Thanks for the chills.

  7. Reminds me of “The Deep”. Glad I don’t scuba dive. “Jaws” did enough of a number on me for ocean swimming! lol Good job!

  8. Hungry babies? Yikes. They’ll be fighting for dinner with only one entree. πŸ™‚ Congratulations on the move and hopefully your son will be sleeping well soon.

    janet

  9. Swim Skip, swim!Petrifying tale Weltchy-just too good-loved the terror factor introduced so smoothly-totally unexpected and shocking πŸ˜€ Congrats on selling your old house and a successful move-all the best on your new acquisition:-)

  10. Fish food! Stay away from the wrecks. Scary story. Bravo.

  11. Nice and unsettling. I like the way ‘what was left of’ Chuck approached – it tells us so much succintly. I’ll be back to read more of your stories.

  12. Pingback: Defenseless | V-Hypnagogic-Logic

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