Stars Calling

She sat in the chair, staring into space

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.

A door slid open behind Toria. Vaguely she knew she should turn to great them, but she stayed in her chair eyes locked on the stars. Footsteps echoed hollowly on the porch. “How did she get out?” The voice sounded distorted, almost metallic. The muttered response was unintelligible.

A hand touched her shoulder and Toria hunched away from it, wrapping her ankles around the legs and clamping her hands on the arms. No! They couldn’t make her go. Not again.

“Come inside, Nana.” The voice said.

She should know that voice. But it just escaped Toria. It wasn’t important though. “Waiting,” she said the word a slurred mess to her own ears.

“Waiting for what?” Somehow desperation cut through even the distortion.

Turning she smiled at her grandson and raised a hand to touch his cheek, but the stars demanded her attention. “They’re coming,” Toria said and felt the world slip away around her again as the stars sped toward her filling her vision.

She shuddered as a ship darkened the black sky. “Coming soon.”

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