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FLASH FICTION PROMPT
“What is it?”
“I heard something.”
“What do you mean, you heard something? What kind of thing?”
“Shh-!”
“Amber!”
My partner gave me a look, while holding up her handheld scanner, checking for any heat signatures. “You could show a little more brains, Mish.” Her glare softened, faintly. “We’re hunting The Vapor. There is a reason they call her, ‘The Vapor’ would you like to take a guess why?”
(c) Sara Harricharan