Flash fiction is a short short story (in this case less than 100 words) based off a given prompt. This week the prompt is as follows:
He was at a crossroads
Here’s my take on it:
Richard Allinnor Smith was either going to live, or he was going to die. He didn’t really care which. However, he was at a crossroads. It was one of those moments when whatever it was that drove the rotation of the world, be it fate, God, the devil, or just pure, miserable chance, wouldn’t let a poor soul off until he’d made some sort of decision.
He wasn’t going to get out of it.
Richard licked his lips and adjusted the straps, nodding to the man near the door, who flung it open.
Richard swallowed and jumped from the plane.
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