Here is another writing prompt from Teresa’s Daily Writing Prompts:
Your challenge today, should you accept it, is to find your inner survivalist and write your take on the Thriller subgenre of Disaster and see where it leads…or whatever/wherever the picture takes you. There are no word limits or requirements of any kind. Just see where the picture or genre takes you and have fun.
You can check out the prompt for yourself here: https://maplesswanderer.wordpress.com/2020/01/22/daily-writing-prompt-22/
It’s the first thing that I’m aware of when I come to.
Oh, yeah. Then there’s my bloody head. And judging how red my fingers suddenly are after coming away from my forehead, it’s literally bloody.
Everything swims around.
It’s like something’s pressing down on my head.
I’m suddenly aware of the fact that I am now lying on my back on the ground, facing the sun.
It’s…dimmer. Hazier. Very…red.
The sun itself isn’t red. It’s the fallout form the huge nuclear blast I had just been knocked out by that’s making the sun look red.
I suddenly panic, remembering that I have a huge gash and probably many other wounds pouring blood and that I need to get out of here and disinfect myself before anything gets too severe.
Slowly sitting up so as to not set off a nauseous wave, I blink to clear my eyes and look around. There’s a little bit of structures remaining, but nothing else.
And no people.
What’s that? Oh, yeah. Sorry. My name’s Areli.
And we’re in the middle of a war that’s probably going to knock us to the brink of extinction.
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