Carter stepped over the threshold and halted.
He’d entered a speculum world. The wall, floor, ceiling, every piece of furniture were covered in mirrors. The whole space stretched and concertinaed without end.
A dark haired woman wearing in a white nightdress was sitting on a chair holding a red apple. She was visible simultaneously from every angle, reflected and refracted into a million editions.
A million Carter’s scratched their heads. ‘It’s like something out of a Kubrick movie.’
‘Doc thinks she was poisoned,’ Hanley said, joining him. ‘Blue lips. Cyanide in the apple.’
‘She’s Eve to the power of infinity.’
A drabble is a story of exactly 100 words.
3 comments:
"Eve to the power of infinity" is a great line.
Yeah, I like that line as well! I do find these easier to write if I'm bumping off real people. Though I still find it a little odd that folk ask me to do that to them!
I've been asked to do that too, Rob - bump off real people in my stories. This one's a great story, and I love the mirror effect.
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