MAYBE IN THE DARK

SUNDAY 13th SEPTEMBER 2020

This is a response to a Flash Fiction prompt from ‘Putting My Feet In the Dirt’, Writing Prompts hosted by ‘M’.
Which can be found by following the link below..

Today’s prompt ~ MAYBE IN THE DARK

MAYBE IN THE DARK

by John Yeo

    Nocturnal pleasure for Terry would be leaving his house and searching for night wildlife, such as shy Badgers on the prowl and urban Foxes. Many times he would track night-loving shy animals and follow them to their lairs. Barn Owls were his favourite bird to watch, closely followed by Hedgehogs, Bats and large colourful Moths. 

  One night Terry was in hiding, studying a family of Foxes, hunting and playing together in the neighbourhood gardens. Terry raised his camera to take some night photographs, when suddenly he was roughly grabbed by his collar.

    ‘Got you! You dirty rascally peeping Tom. We saw you coming with your camera, creeping along in the dark, I’ve a good mind to give you a good hiding, but my wife has called the police and they are on the way. You disgusting pervert, I bet it’s you who is responsible for stealing our underwear from the washing line!’

  Terry was shaken and scared, when he saw the huge man who was now holding him around the neck. The man had close-cropped hair and cruel looking eyes that were regarding him suspiciously.

   ‘No! You have got it wrong, I’m a naturalist studying nocturnal wildlife. Certainly not a pervert and I would never steal clothing or anything of that nature. I can prove it, I have my student ID in my wallet.’

 Terry  handed over his wallet. At that moment a police siren sounded in the distance, to Terry’s surprise the man immediately ran off. A neighbour had heard the altercation and called the police.

 When the police arrived, Terry explained what had happened. 

  The police swiftly caught up with the man, who turned out to be a notorious burglar and a peeping Tom. 

© Written by John Yeo

Picture it and Write ~ DRAMA IN THE NIGHT

This is the latest Picture it and Write prompt from Ermilia’s blog
https://ermiliablog.wordpress.com/2015/06/21/picture-it-write-64/

Ermilia Fire escape

As usual the image is supplied and credited by Ermilia

DRAMA IN THE NIGHT

by John Yeo

The silence of darkness had fallen swiftly over the cold unfeeling city. The silence was never truly felt as the distant sounds of police sirens and ambulances or fire engines was always a song in the background. He pulled his collar up and tightened the scarf around  his neck, the night had drawn in quickly and brought a sudden drop in the temperature.

 He could hardly wait to get to his destination, his mind drooling over the sight he would be enjoying yet again. Suddenly with a hissing screech, a black cat crossed his path. 

‘Wow! You made me jump pussy,’ He thought, ‘Still as the old saying goes a black cat is lucky.’

 He continued through the back streets of the city, he knew exactly where he was going, a frisson of excitement electrified his nerves as he got closer to his usual  viewing point. 

 A sudden shower of rain began, as he reached the iron fire escape and began to climb the metal steps. 

 ‘I will have to be very careful, it would be so easy to slip and fall.’ He thought, as he climbed to the top.

 He opened his backpack and drew out a pair of binoculars then he focused on the surrounding windows.

 ‘Hey! The big blonde is almost in her birthday suit, as pretty as the day she was born, except she’s much more curvaceously mature now.’

 His vivid tortured imagination went into overdrive. 

Another wide sweep of the windows and he whistled softly to himself as a couple were taking advantage of the privacy of their apartment without drawing the curtains. 

‘They must feel safe with just the bare walls of an office building opposite.’ 

 He smiled to himself and adjusted the optical lens to zoom in on them.

 Then he suddenly caught sight of a horror stricken face staring straight at him from one of the windows.

 ‘Oh! I have been spotted, I better get out of here fast.’

 He ran as fast as he could, slipping down, almost falling down the iron fire escape that was still damp from the rain.

 A distant police siren screamed, then another responded and as they got closer the echoes became louder.

 He reached almost to the bottom of the fire escape then jumped and melted into the shadows as two police cars raced up with lights blazing and a squeal of brakes.

 His heart beating fast, almost stopped as a hand grasped his shoulder, he turned and found himself staring into a pair of steel~grey eyes above a clerical collar.

 ‘You need help my son, give yourself up, I am with you, We will face your future together.’

Copyright (c) Written by John Yeo ~ All rights reserved

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