“Bai. don’t give up now. She must be nearby. I can feel it.”
“We’ve pedaled long enough my brother Heng. It’s a hoax.”
“No. If we find her, we’ll be rich.”
“There is no ‘her’, Heng. We are being manipulated by a wealthy eccentric.”
“Send 68 pairs of contestants on tandem bicycles to search for the Shuǐmǔ? Why would anyone do such a thing if she wasn’t real?”
“Who knows? Boredom? Proving that people are basically stupid? Maybe he’s right.”
“The Shuǐmǔ is supposed to be a priceless treasure. The indicator, Bai. We’re close.”
Heng suddenly jumped off the bike and ran toward a building surrounded by dozens of identical bicycles. He ran inside.
“Heng, wait.” Bai’s shorter legs were pumping as fast as they could.
“Statues. Nothing but statues.”
“Heng, I recognize these statues. Our competition.”
“Hello, boys. I guess you found me,” she smirked.
Heng turned to stone before Bai’s eyes. Then Bai too became unmoving.
“When will that old fool stop sending his pawns after me? Money cannot buy the services of Medusa.”
I wrote this for the FFfAW writing Challenge for the week of August 8th. The idea is to use the image above to craft a piece of flash fiction between 100 and 175 words long, with 150 being the ideal. My word count is 175 exactly.
I started writing with no clear end in mind, not even a real story. I just thought of two brothers being part of a competition, not a race so much as a scavenger hunt to find something valuable. I needed a tragic end which is when I wondered if the name “Medusa” has a Chinese counterpart. As it turns out, it does.
To read more stories based on the prompt, go to InLinkz.com.