Morton’s Eyesight
Character – pedophile- Setting – hotel under the face on Mars
- Object – blood splatter
- Situation – swarming insects
Morton’s eyesight was getting dim for some time before he realized there was anything wrong. He felt safe in his suit, foolishly, and just kept trudging along through the locust swarm. But Martian locusts have razor-sharp wing sheaths and one of these had sliced the airhose. One then clipped his arm, cutting suit and skin, and spilling Morton’s blood on the red planet.
These hikes were supposed to be safe. Those kids left the hotel with no more protection than him, their darling little suits making their movements all the more endearing.
But after tailing them for only ten minutes, he’d lost them.
Morton slumped to his knees, and then keeled over onto his back. His face looked remarkably like the satellite images on the hotel stationery.
That was creepypants. Very nice. I thought the last sentence was perfect.
Kent’s more likely to go dark with the prompts than I am, but I don’t really see how this particular one could have been done any other way.