Back to 2020…Friday Fictioneers 21st October, 2020.

The Doctor didn’t know quite what to make of this place. The coastal villages had all been abandoned, and there wasn’t even a hint of living, breathing humanity for miles and miles. Yet, there were no bodies either, or that asphyxiating stench of death he knew too well. Indeed, there were even signs of habitation with tea and coffee still on the bench, and what seemed to be a lifetime’s supply of sugar. The Doctor wondered what had befallen this lost civilization. The only clue was a mask lying on the floor.


94 words. PHOTO PROMPT – © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

This is another contribution to Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle Wishoff-Fields.

Best wishes,


29 thoughts on “Back to 2020…Friday Fictioneers 21st October, 2020.

  1. rochellewisoff

    Dear Rowena,

    Of course the mask was on the floor. Rude people toss them everywhere instead of throwing them in a proper receptacle. 😉 Well done.



  2. bearmkwa

    This is right on the mark for today’s world. Love it. It’s… hmm… right word… haunting. yes, haunting.

  3. Iain Kelly

    The litter of masks has quickly become a common sight around the world. Sounds like it could be something more than the pandemic has hit this place. Nice one.

  4. Rowena Post author

    So true, Dale. I have masks and gloves everywhere. I’m just lucky we barely have any community transmission here, because with my chaotic organization, I’d contaminate myself.

  5. Rowena Post author

    I’m a master of suspense in these flash fiction pieces. Means I don’t have to think too hard and nut out all the details.

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