“We’ve hiked three days to get here, Jason. Are you sure it’s worth it?”
“According to the old library book it should be.”
Jason and Jill climbed down the heavily wooded gully. “Should be around…there. The moaning rock.”
“Just a big rock, Jason.”
Then they heard the moan.
“I don’t like this Jason. Let’s go back.”
“Wait.”
“Alone.” The voice from the rock sounded like the wind.
“Are you the spirit?” The book was written eighty years ago by a hiker who said the rock was haunted.
“Home.” Lights started shining from deep depressions.
“No, Jason. Not spirits. A spaceship.”
I wrote this for the Rochelle Wisoff-Fields Friday Fictioneers writing challenge. The idea is to craft a piece of flash fiction no more than 100 words long based on the photo above. My word count is exactly 100.
The first thing I thought of when I saw the picture of the rock is that it looked like it was somehow alive. I was torn between making it a horror story or science fiction. Jason and Jill almost had their souls eaten by spirits. Then I decided for a happier ending.
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Such an awesome story.🙂
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Thanks, Moon.
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ET phone home
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Well, kind of…except ET is an AI.
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The title says it all
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It doesn’t say “aliens”.
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True. But that would give it away!
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And here I thought maybe you were planning to introduce a suitable companion to the famous “Wailing Wall”! [:)]
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Hardy, Har, har, PL.
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Having read your story I can’t help but think of the mountain in ‘Close Encounters of the Third Kind.’ Nicely done James.
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Thanks, Iain.
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Reminds me a bit of the comic Elf Quest. There’s some elves living inside a mountain, and the humans thinks they’re spirits. I’d tell you more, but I don’t want to run around with spoilers 🙂
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No worries, Aak. Thanks again for reading and commenting.
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Dear James,
Sounds like the beginning of an adventure. I thought of the Wailing Wall, too. 😉
Shalom,
Rochelle
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I guess it’s a natural connection, though it never occurred to me when I was writing. Thanks, Rochelle.
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Lots of room to imagine here. Was the rock the alien or the transportation? Was he stuck on Earth forever now? Your next scene needs to be the blast off.😊
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The alien is obviously stuck, Christine. The next scene is for Jason and Jill to figure out a way to help.
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Poor thing, all lost and alone. I would like to know how it got stranded there. 🙂
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Good question since it’s been there for at least eighty years.
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Aw, I feel for the poor lonely alien rock. Maybe they can find some way to help it — although if the alternative is being prodded and inspected by scientists with the military, maybe being stranded in the woods is its best bet. I also thought it looked alive, although I ended up going with “used to be.”
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I think the next step is for Jason and Jill to figure out a way to help it. Maybe whatever damage occurred when it crashed is repaired, but it has insufficient power. If the two hikers can clear away enough of the trees and debris, maybe it can get a charge from solar and jump start its engines. Here’s hoping, Joy.
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Great idea, to solar-power it — there’s hope yet!
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It does have a personality, that rock, doesn’t it? Like a demonic, half melted sludgeman. Nice twist on the prompt, taking it toward aliens rather than ghosts. Nice work Jame
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Thanks, Lynn. As I think I mentioned elsewhere, I almost went the “evil” route, but decided to be a little less conventional.
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All the better for it 🙂
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Good. I like happy endings 🙂
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Me too.
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An intriguing tale and an excellent take.
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Thanks, Keith.
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I, too, preferred the happy ending – although there’s a long way for Jason and Jill to go before they’re out of the woods…
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Quite literally. Thanks.
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Great twist to the ending. I gotta feel for the alien getting stuck on earth for so many years.
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If it’s a machine, some sort of AI, time may not be as much of an issue as for a biological organism. Thanks for reading and commenting, Alice.
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If Jason and Jill decide to help, they must be very special human beings. I suggest they think hard about who they’re going to tell about this rock…
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Indeed, Jane. Thanks.
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🙂
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I can envision a troop of boy scouts screaming and running all the way back to town. LOL! What a lark! Sounds like something my Girl Scout Troop would’ve done to the boys…. giggles.
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In this case it isn’t a gag, though. Thanks for reading and commenting, Jelli.
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Our scouts wouldn’t run away from it. More likely to beat it up with long sticks. Or, tried to hitch a ride into space.
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It’s not going anywhere without help, Rowena. Thanks.
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Time to turn around and RUN!
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But what if the alien AI is friendly?
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Exciting story and I really liked it – Thanks for the entertainment!
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You’re welcome, Nan.
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i was totally misdirected. i thought the moaning was induced by irrepressible pleasure not depression. 🙂
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Misdirection is good. I always like being surprised by the stories I write. Thanks.
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Nice one! Stranded here for who knows how long.
So now we know where my guys parked 🙂
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Exactly.
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You know, James, the oddest passage of the Tenach has been nagging at the back of my consciousness while reading all the comments you’ve received here, perhaps because of the alien connection. I will paraphrase it here, from Isaiah 14:12 —
“How you have fallen from heaven,
O stone of the moaning, son of the downcast!
You have been cut down to the earth,
You who have deceived [hikers from] the nations!
It may be a bit more esoteric and literary than my previous “Wailing Wall” comment, but perhaps containing a better pun. [:)]
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I never knew my wee tale was so Biblical, PL.
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This is another flash where I’ve not only enjoyed the flash itself but the comments as well. Great reading on both fronts here. I recently found a letter in an old book about London published in 1956 and about to follow their footsteps on my blog. This sounds similar to your characters setting out to find this moaning rock mentioned in a library book. I have no expectations of finding anything untoward on my travels, but there’s always that hope you’ll come across a secret treasure map and make your fortune, or at least end up with a great story to tell.
xx Rowena
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1956 – An old book, Rowena? Come, come, I’m older than that ;-D
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I regret to concede that a book published more than a half-century ago probably must be acknowledged as “old”, even though I too am older than that. Regrettable also is that I’m at that awkward stage — old enough to be no longer young, but not yet old enough to claim the honor of being “ancient” (though I do have an ambition to reach that state).
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Oh, I like this. The idea of discovery of something really “out there” in terms of understanding. I always had a fascination for stories like this. Thanks, James!
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Thank you for your kind comments.
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I did enjoy this. And now we are left to wonder if they will help this poor something or leave it for the next curiosity seeker…
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Oh, I think they’ll help.
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Nice!
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I don’t know whom to feel sorry for. The alien or Jason and Jill. Both are kind of stuck! 😦
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The alien is more stuck. Jill and Jason could just walk back up the trail. Thanks for commenting.
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True. But they are stuck with this memory and the outcome of their decision for life. 🙂
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It might not be all that bad.
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Interesting story. I hope they can find a way to help.
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Me too.
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A Moaning Space Craft! Wonderful. :o)
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Well, aliens have to sound like something. Why not moaning? Thanks.
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True. I hadn’t thought of that. LOL!
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Here’s an idea. Have the hikers rattle off a bunch of sappy puns and call it the Groaning Stone. 🙂
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Somehow, I think you’re just the man for that job, Russell. 😉
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Excellent story, and I feel sorry for the aliens – their grounded spaceship is no longer aerodynamic.
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Who said this AI-piloted ship was ever aerodynamic? That sort of characteristic is only beneficial to ballistically-driven craft such as rockets, and only while they are in an atmosphere. In space, form is strictly a matter of function; and a craft that is capable of protecting itself by deflecting micrometeoroids in space, say with a force field, can similarly deflect atmospheric molecules while passing through it. So the real question is: What does this automated ship require to become sufficiently functional to be able to return home? And a secondary question is: Can these hikers do anything to provide materials and assistance that the craft might need in order to achieve that condition?
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Spaceships only need aerodynamic characteristics for atmospheric flight. Most of the time, they’re in a vacuum, Elizabeth.
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I am glad you opted for the aliens. Any day better than ghosts. Well written, James.
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I figured the supernatural was the obvious choice, so I went in a different direction. Thanks, Neel.
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Great read!!! Love the hiking tale 🙂 I gave ya a follow. I have a few hiking tales myself you might enjoy, would appreciate the follow back. But otherwise thanks for the tips and story 🙂
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Thanks. For some strange reason, your comment ended up in my spam bucket. I “rescued” it and approved it. Anyway, thanks for the follow. Glad you liked the story.
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A moaning spaceship …. innovative.
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Thank you.
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Nicely done. Loved the voice from the rock.
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Thank you.
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