© J.S. Brand
The sign post was all but unreadable as she stood staring at it from the foot of the path. Left pointed to the way she came and right to the Ranger station. The one pointing behind her was to the camp grounds. She couldn’t read the one pointing up the hill, but she’d heard stories.
No one walked up those steps anymore. People went up and never came down. The secret, at least Alise thought she knew it, came from her mother’s diary. Mommy went up and then came down three months pregnant. She never told Alise who her Daddy was. Now on her sixteenth birthday, she was going to find out.
She climbed the steps. Fog rolled in as she reached the top. It was longer than it looked from the bottom, like another world.
“Hello, Alise.”
“Daddy? But, you look so young, hardly older than me.”
“An incubus never ages, my dear. Here, let me show you my secrets.
When Alise descended the steps, her unborn baby was forming inside of her.
I wrote my wee tale for the FFfAW Challenge-Week of July 18, 2017 hosted by Priceless Joy. The idea is to use the image above as an inspiration to craft a piece of flash fiction between 100 and 175 words long, with 150 being the ideal. My word count is 174.
To read more stories based on the prompt, go to InLinkz.com.
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