Photograph: (c) Lorraine
The Story Begins: I had never been summoned to Number 208 before; I nervously adjusted my coat and hat.
There was something about the summons that could not be ignored. The thought of doing so gave me a weak feeling down in my precious waters. I didn’t want any accidents so I turned up looking my best and feeling nervous.
I pressed the doorbell and a resounding boom rang out. The door opened and Lurch stood there, at least he looked like Lurch. “You rang,” he said.
I showed him my summons and he let me in, pointed to a waiting area and left me there. A man in a pink suit with black bowtie entered and announced that my number had come up. I gulped. My number? He nodded knowingly, shrugged and pulled out the syringe. My day had come. The day my body was given to science. Instinctively I pulled my coat around myself. Fate could be cruel I thought.
Written for: https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2017/02/17/finish-off-fridays-8-the-summons-17-02-17/
Morpethroad 
Well, I certainly wasn’t expecting that! I like the mention of the house number, and then the corresponding, “your number has come up.” Poor guy; I think I’d be bolting out the door.
There was or is a short story in which set in the future every kid is given a test and if you score too highly you are deemed to have failed and they put you down…..that for me is a scary scenario…
That reminds me of the quiz show “Pointless” (which is on right now 🙂 )
“You rang . . .” Perfect. Your number was up! I like the grim reaper’s costume — those hooded black capes/cloaks get so dreary.
Thanks for an entertaining response and participation! You have “finished off” Friday quite well.
Thank you so much, a good way to finish the week..
Delightful tale! And as Lorraine noted, the turn away from the “traditional” details makes this all the richer, and definitely a lot swankier!