One way trip

This story was prompted by the picture below, posted at , for the seven days commencing 1 December 2015.  Many thanks to PricelessJoy for facilitating the site.  The photo was provided by To add your own story and read other people’s, click this link:

The sights and colours Spencer woke up to were amazing.  What was the dealer thinking of, selling pills like that so cheaply?  He tried to look round when the voices came, but couldn’t move.  So what?  He’d never had such a feeling of wellbeing.

‘Kid musta come round, way he’s staring at that crazy poster.’

‘Don’t be fooled by the eyes.  They’re open, but he’s as good as dead. Remember, no more ‘n one pill for the next one.’

‘Dead, huh? There’ll still be a market though?’

‘I don’t deal with those kinds of people.’

‘Your loss.’

‘What about the girlfriend?’

‘Woke up fine.  Even fought back a bit.’

‘I hope you didn’t –’

‘No way.  “Bruise the fruit, lose the loot” … right?’

‘Good man.  She in the container?’

‘With the rest.  Yeah.’

‘Get the truck started.  I’ll deal with lover boy.’

(143 words)

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12 Responses to One way trip

  1. Sonya says:

    Great dialogue, I enjoyed it a lot. Nicely done!

    Liked by 1 person

  2. It is great dialogue! I am assuming they are kidnapping the girl to sell as a sex slave. This helps bring this problem to the forefront. Great story!

    Liked by 1 person

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