“Don’t touch it. It could be live.”
“Live? Live how? What’s it attached to?”
We looked around. There was nothing electrical for miles in any direction. Millions of them, if you didn’t count our ship. And this cut, half-buried wire definitely didn’t run to our ship.
“I’m gonna pull on it,” Tyreena said.
“Are you nuts? It could–”
“Could what?” she interrupted. “This rock’s lifeless. And someone’s, what, running power to the bathrooms? It fell off our ship. Had to. I’m pulling.”
A moment later, a flash and a sizzle, and the population of Galeb-IV was one fewer.
Word Count: 99
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As I have said previously, I am not a great Sci-Fi fan, but I did like this.
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The funny thing is I’m not even trying to push genre on these things. That’s just what’s happening. 🙂 Honestly, I’m not even certain that’s actually a wire…
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This was a fun read.
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Thanks!
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Oh no!! He should have listened eh? Good story! 🙂
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Lovely set of questions left at the end.
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I liked writing this one. 🙂
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This is great. The mystery of Galeb-IV. Who put that wire there?
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