The Perils of A Late Night Commute: A Drabble

20 Feb

The headlights of another car whipped past Kevin, too fast and too close. His heart in his throat, he swerved then pulled back straight. The car, however, ground to a halt in deep gravel.

He got out and froze, gaping at the unearthly tree trunks glowing in the headlights.

“What the-?”

The scritch of claws on metal switched on his flight or fight response. He chose flight, preferring darkness to the owners of those claws.


The screech of burning rubber.


Something tripped him and he landed face first on the side of the road, no car in sight.

Today’s story comes from the question – what would happen if will o’the wisps decided that car jacking was more profitable than drowning travellers?


Posted by on February 20, 2013 in Drabbles, Online Fiction


2 responses to “The Perils of A Late Night Commute: A Drabble

  1. Erin

    February 21, 2013 at 6:56 pm

    LOL! Love your will o’the wisps! Didn’t know something of faerie could go for something made of so much metal.

    • Alex

      February 22, 2013 at 12:07 am

      Heck, if Bordertown Fairies can ride Harleys, my will o’the wisps can jack cars… 😉


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