Maybe it’s just me but time seems to be moving much faster. My only consolation is that my weekly addiction to ‘Friday Fictioneers’ comes around quicker as well. Get yourselves over and join Rochelle Wisoff-Fields eclectic band of storytellers. A 100 word flash fiction based on the weekly photo prompt provided.
This week’s photo comes from Renee Heath.
He gave her till sunrise or till the candle burned out. There was no clock, no hands to focus on. No beat of the minutes from one hour to the next, only the relentless invisibility of anticipation and fear.
She heard a noise. The barest scent of sweetness fanned her cheek and she drew the cover closer. Dawn’s early blaze lit one corner of the bedframe. Then the chloroform, sweet and pungent, covered her face. Sunrise disappeared into darkness.
He laid the wax over her still warm skin as he whispered “You did say you’d die to see my next piece”.
helen midgley 
A classic horror tale!
Thanks for reading 🙂
That last line couldn’t be more fitting! Within your words is the eerie feeling I find in those lifelike wax museums. A very chilling story!!!
A classic in the Hammer vein. Would make a great old-school movie. Good one, Helen!
Thank you. God, those Hammer House of Horrors used to terrify me 😉
Love ’em!
Not sure exactly what or why, here, but I definitely got the creepiness and the menace in that final line. Intriguing story!
Thanks for reading 🙂
Oooo, very creepy! Great story!
Thank you 🙂
Oh, Helen, what an evil mind you have this week! Good title, too. It’s like a “Criminal Mind” episode.
janet
Thanks Janet 🙂
A horror after my own heart. Terrific!
Thanks for reading Sandra 🙂
What a terrific tale of horror and a lunatic murder.. Could it be worse than an artist going haywire.. The strive for originality….
Originality and a lifelike wax work 😉
Helen, An evil, genius sculptor on the loose. They better get him before he finds his next victim.
He’s liable to fill the museum with his victims. Where is a hero when you need one? Well written. 🙂
Susan
Thanks Susan, 🙂
hahaha… HAHAHA… MWWWAAAAHHAHAHAHAHAHA!
ahem.
Love it 🙂
lol, thanks 🙂
Two readings and an “Oh!, I get it.” Thanks for the creepy feeling up my back.
Glad you got it 😉
Scary and very, very effective. I’m going to stay away from sculpture museums.
I’m with Perry. I think I’ll forego my yearly trek to Madam Trouseau’s. 😉 I’m just thankful she was unconscious while being entombed in the hot wax… She was unconscious, right?
I hope you’ll correct my spelling error(s) above. 🙂 Too bad I don’t learn to use Google spelling prior to hitting “post comment”!
You are ok until one of them winks at you, that’s when you should run 😉
Great ending! Was not expecting that!
If only you’d written the remake of House of Wax. It would have been a far better movie. Love how you pull us in with the calm scene and leave us freaked out with the last line. Very effective way to creep us out.
Thanks 🙂
Thanks, glad you thought it worked 🙂
I didn’t see that one coming. Very chilling, Helen.
Thank you, I’m glad the horror edge came over, its not my usual thing 🙂
I have a vision of his display in an art gallery, awed onlookers unaware of the horrible truth behind his lifelike sculptures. Very creepy!
The eyes that follow you everywhere….. 😉
This is deliciously eerie, Helen. I like how you transition from the candle keeping time to the wax of the candle that covers her. Very clever!
Thanks Amy 🙂
Excellent build up. And I kind of want to see the finished piece. Is that wrong?
That’s the trouble with trying to get a whole story into 100 words, you can leave yourself open for more 🙂
Dear Helen,
That should be a realistic sculpture. Eeeew. Well-written creepiness.
shalom,
Rochelle
Thanks Rochelle 🙂
That’s very dark. But beautifully penned. Well done.
Thanks 🙂
Helen, how on earth do you do come up with these dark, dark stories… so beautifully written?! The tension ands suspense was powerful from the first line on!
That’s what I love about FF, you can go anywhere 😉
This makes me think I would rather “go” in the middle of the night.