This week’s prompt: …so what time did you say it was?…
I awake. My face is buried in long grass. My mouth feels like a gravel pit.
My body doesn’t want to know what happened, or when.
My mind thinks, trains, planes, a ticket to somewhere.
I will my head to lift, survey the scene.
The scrub is thick. I listen no noise. Where am I?
The silence wraps around me.
I am suddenly afraid.
Is this death?
A pain in my leg answers the question.
It screams agony.
I recall a voice: So what time did you say it was?