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In The Heat of the Night

It was yet another miserable summer night with humidity so high it nearly dripped off the walls, and Sonja lay there sweltering in the heat, tossing and turning, and trying to get some sleep. The slow moving ceiling fan barely stirred the air.  Eventually she succumbed to exhaustion and drifted into heavy slumber, then awoke with a start when the ceiling light suddenly came on and the fan blades begin to spin at a wild rate of speed.  The hair on Sonja's arms stood up and she experienced a flash of fear, but the cool breeze felt so wonderful she didn't care how or why; she just smiled, closed her eyes and drifted back to sleep.  They found her body there in bed, still smiling; no signs of fowl play, cause of death never determined.
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I'm linking up with Lillie McFerrin's Five Sentence Fiction
where the writing prompt this week is "blades"

14 comments:

  1. Wow! That was a twist and a half!So creepy!Love the description throughout especially 'dripping off the walls'; I can feel the humidity. Very well written story chick. xx


    http://40somethingundomesticateddevil.blogspot.co.uk/2013/06/five-sentence-fiction-blades.html

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    1. Thanks Lizzie! The oppressive heat of summer gets to me, that's where this one came from!

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  2. Yes, that's a little eerie... excuse me while I go turn off my ceiling fan.

    Nice story!

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    1. Thanks! I think I'll be watching our bedroom ceiling fan a little closer now too, KR! :-)

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  3. Well she died happy. I'm going to look at the positive side of this. Yes I am.

    Very well done.

    Have a fabulous day honey. Big hugs. ☺

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    1. How I love you Sandee, you can always find a way to brighten the picture... yes indeed, she did die with a smile on her face, and that's what we all wish for!

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  4. The hair on my arms stood up, too! Very entertaining take on the prompt. :)

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    1. THanks Jayne, somehow my short tales tend to twist to the dark side. It makes Papa Bear shake his head and laugh... and maybe keep one eye open at night while he sleeps! ;-)

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  5. A very creepy tale, something from The Twilight Zone. I think she beat the heat, though.

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    1. I take that as a compliment,since creepy was the intent,Annie! :-) She did indeed escape the heat, one way or another. Now, if we only knew how... or maybe we'd rather not know!

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  6. I think maybe relief from this humidity would be worth the price paid.

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  7. Paranormal Activity IV...
    Scott
    Mine: http://kindredspirit23.wordpress.com/2013/06/21/4935/

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  8. Oh that's scary. Great description of the heat and her ultimate (and short-lived) relief.

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  9. That oppression takes away any will to move...great twist!

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Your comments are always appreciated... they make me smile! :-)