Friday Fictioneers 3/21/14
Dodi shot up the stairs while Larry cursed the antiquated lift’s sluggish climb. She was waiting for him when he reached the 5th floor. The lift’s door wouldn’t open. Dodi was fiddling with the jammed door latch when they heard the screech of the lift’s brakes. The lift slipped past Dodi and she screamed as Larry fell…
Dodi awoke to the thundering of Aerosmith from her cell phone. She picked up. It was Larry’s Commanding Officer. Larry’s parachute never opened. Dodi screamed.
Larry awoke startled. “Dodi, what’s wrong?”