SKYFALL           (200 words)

By Neel Anil Panicker

Inspector Ranjeet jabbed his way past the mid-afternoon crowd of onlookers.

The sight that greeted him sent him into a tizzy.

Blood and brains lay splattered on the concrete floors, a mere two feet from the 5-star hotel entrance.

It was a girl, not over twenty; her lifeless body, clothed in jeans and grey jacket; her face staring into the skies.

“She came from above, minutes ago”.

He turned around.

‘You, what do you know?’

A short man in a guard’s uniform that had seen better days stepped forward.

His pockmarked face was lit up in a toothless grin.

“Sir, I am the hotel security guard. Name’s Andrew… was standing here…by the door…heard a loud thud.  Looked just in time to see her swoop down”.

‘Anything else?’

“Nothing, she just seemed to be a in a hurry…I guess”.

The cop let that pass. Had seen enough crackpots in his lifetime.

“Lead me to the reception”, he scowled, stepping forward.

At that instant, he heard a loud thud. He turned around just in time to see the fine concrete slabs one more time turn red. The culprit this time: a young man.

He rushed in muttering, ‘It’s raining bodies on Valentine’s’.


Sunday Photo Fiction – January 22nd 2017


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