Saturday, October 25, 2014

Waiting for the NKVD

‘They took Mikhail last night.’

‘Mikhail?  What’s Mikhail ever done?’

‘Nothing, probably, but give it a few days: with no sleep and a rubber hose they’ll no doubt discover he holds anti-Soviet views or he’s an agent of an enemy state.’

‘But that’s ... that’s ...’

‘The way things are.  You know how they think.  How they act.  And they’ll come for me soon.’

‘You!’ Anna wailed.  ‘Why you?’

‘Because Mikhail will name me as an accomplice.’

‘An accomplice?’

‘To make them stop.  He’ll say whatever they want to hear.’

‘We’ll leave.’

‘And go where?  They’ll already be watching us.’

A drabble is a story of exactly 100 words.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Very chilling, Rob. And probably accurate (which makes it all the more chilling).