Every day she had to paint the wall because it never stayed the same color. Today it was magenta. Yesterday it was cerulean. Every single maddening day it was some strange new color. She opened the closet and chose the bucket. The right color. The sane color. The only color it should every really be if this blasted wall would just stop taunting her! She set to painting.
Turning from the camera feed, Dr. REDACTED checked the last box on his monthly oversight rounds. #1701. Containment procedures followed to a ‘T’. Paint the wall a new color every morning and keep subject’s supply of pig’s blood full.
FLASH! It’s Flash Friday, the day when Seeking New Earth authors write short stories up to 1000 words (“flash fiction”) or 110 words (“microfiction”). Both are sure to instigate the imagination and stimulate the synapses. Did you like what you read? Want to explore the story some more? Or maybe you want to try your own hand at some flash fiction? Leave us a comment below!
Hat tip to the SCP Foundation, the inspiration for my story today.