Time to test the theory that idle talk costs lives

Welcome to Wednesday’s flash fiction wherein I write, as part of a group, a flash fiction based on the same short prompt and post the story. I hope you enjoy this week’s contribution.

“Anyway, that’s when-”

Impatiently, I glanced at my watch heaving my best tragic sigh. “Shimon, I’d love to hear about your. . .”

“My dog being vented-”

“Yes. That,” I said cutting him off. “But this scan‘s gotta run before morning shift. . .” I trailed off.

“Oh, right! Get on Miss Ethelinda.” He grinned warmly.

Dashing for my station I slipped into my seat activating my special program. I wasn’t too late. The security systems, all of them, started idly talking, ignoring their primary programming.

The first explosion boomed moments later. Twisting, I stunned Shimon as his com squawked.

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