neelwrites/FFfAW/lostinthewoods/172words/02/05/2017

 

LOST IN THE WOODS (172 words)

By Neel Anil Panicker

‘What’s that?,” Nikki asked, pointing towards the small metallic thing that Inder held in his hands.

“Oh! This is a wood moisture water.”

‘A what?’

“You see wood are much like human beings. There are various species around, each with its own specific gravity”.

Inder picked up a log of wood and continued, “See this. This one is oak__pure hardwood. Ebony is of even harder density. You may require both or even other types if you are planning to build a house. The success of the work depends on the correct moisture content levels of the wood you use and that varies from region to region.”

‘Wow! That’s a load of info. I never knew all that. In fact I have never seen so much wood in all my life,’ Nikki exclaimed.

It was then that Inder’s eyes fell on the chainsaw a mere foot away from where they were.

It was stained…with blood.

Damn it. How could he be so stupid?

Pulling Nikki by the arm, he hurriedly led her out.

©neelanilpanicker2017 #FFfAW #fiction

Written for

FFfAW Challenge-Week of May 2, 2017

WELCOME !

113th Challenge

Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers

Week of 05-02 through 05-08-2017

 

 

https://flashfictionforaspiringwriters.wordpress.com/2017/05/01/fffaw-challenge-week-of-may-2-2017/

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