It lies there waiting for you, a triangle of death. So inconspicuous it sits, this triangle of death. Seemingly benign, that triangle of death. A gateway to the end, it is, the triangle of death.
They invaded silently and invisibly, existing in plain sight until they decided to come forth and conquer.
The production carried on as normal, no one paid the triangle on the floor much attention. Those inside it waited for their moment. When they did, the world watched the first person disappear into triangular oblivion.
And now they are waiting everywhere, for everyone, these triangles of death.
Written for Friday Fictioneers from the following picture prompt (see here for other stories):
PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
Chilling!!!!!!! The way you told this sent chills up my spine. Horror at its finest.
ReplyDeleteThank you! Glad to hear it did come across a bit scary :)
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