Emotion Flash Fiction: Emotion is the engine of a story. Pick an emotion and in a flash fiction piece of 250 words MAKE us feel it! We want to connect with your character. This will be a challenge in 250 words.
The moon hung heavy in the sky with an ethereal glow. My heels clacked on the sidewalk. A few more twists and turns and I would be home.
“Excuse me, miss.”
The deep voice startled me, and I whirled around.
A tall man gave me a broad smile, the moonlight glittering off his perfect white teeth. “I think you dropped this.” He held his hand out.
Frowning, I stepped back. “I didn’t drop anything.” A sudden wind picked up, and I clenched my jacket closed, my other hand reaching into my purse for the only weapon I had—my keys. I rushed away.
Footsteps followed behind me, and I quickened my pace. So did he, and soon I was all out running. I glanced behind me. He was gaining on me, his dark clothes flapping in the wind like a cloak.
A crack in the sidewalk caused one of my heels to break, and I fell. My purse contents scattered. I grabbed my wallet when the man stepped forward, his right foot on my keys.
I slowly stood. “What do you want from me?” I asked, furious that my voice shook.
“I think you dropped this,” he repeated.
I glared at him. “What did I drop?”
He opened his mouth wide. “Your guard.”
A long arm snaked around me. I loosed a scream and struggled against him but was no match for his brute strength. His glittery teeth were the last things I saw. No, not teeth. Fangs.