Here are the rules:
1. Entries must begin with the two words: Lightning flashed.
2. Entries must be 300 words or less and be in prose.
3. Entries must be posted on your blog between May 21 - 23.
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Here is my entry at 300 words exactly if you include the title. It's a rough draft of a dream I had, so I'm sure there are lots of things to improve upon. I know the imagery isn't quite there yet. Feel free to offer any comments so I can clean it up.
I tried not to flinch at the creatures roaming over the ground. Thousands of insect-like aliens cleaned the area of anything living. Any movement from me and it would be over in minutes like the poor man in front of me.
I wished I could close my eyes, but I feared sleep.
At least the screaming had stopped. And the pile of sludge that used to be the Colonel had been reduced to clean white bones. His last words echoed in my head, “Avalon is perfectly safe, I promise. Sunset is almost here, so let’s get you settled in one of the biodomes.”
Avalon Three was supposed to be my salvation. They warned me about the night monsters, but in my mind nothing could be worse than my husband.
This had been the Colonel's first trip away from Base Camp. I guess he didn’t realize sunset came early on the edge of the giant forest where Camp Two was located. The colonists watched his death from the safety of their windows.
Lightning hit the generator and all the lights in the courtyard went out. It was a relief for half a second.
Without my eyes to keep me informed, my ears picked up every click of mandible. Every hiss and whistle.
I wished it would rain. But no, only lightning split the sky to show me the nightmare around me.
Every muscle ached. I couldn’t even look at my watch to see how long until dawn. If I could last until then I might live.
Lightning flashed and I heard soft laughter in the night.
I wished I was safe behind windows.