An apocoliptic vision.

            Writer’s Challenge 11: Bad Smells, Disappointment

                                                            By David Crerand

 

 

I was on the golf course, thankfully facing north, toward the lake when the giant, white hot flash took over the sky. My partner, Rory, facing south toward the city of Rochester was immediately blinded, falling to his knees and emitting an agonized cry. I had seen enough documentaries so I knew what was coming next. I ran to the middle of the green and, grabbing my friend, pulled, and dragged him to the deep, beveled sand trap skirting the lakeside edge of the putting surface. We were almost nine miles north of the city center. It took just six seconds for the shock wave to hit us. As I threw Rory into the bunker and leapt after him the pressure wave swept above us and out over the lake, sucking hundreds of thousands of gallons of water high up into the air, irradiating it, and then casting it back down upon us as nuclear rain. Rory’s face was beginning to show evidence of the exposure, first turning a vivid red, then beginning to blister. The coolness of the rain seemed to calm him, though we both knew it held dangers of it’s own.

“Dave,” shouted Rory, an edge of hysteria creeping into his voice, “what the hell happened?”

“It was a nuclear bomb, Rory,” I answered. “It must be terrorists or something. Some kind of surprise attack.”

“Why?” he asked. “Why would they do this?”

I couldn’t answer his question and so I didn’t bother trying. Once this kind of thing happens, why becomes just about the least important question.

“Can you make it to the car?” I asked.

“I think so,” he said, standing shakily and reaching an arm out towards where he thought I was standing. I took it gently, as it also was showing evidence of burn, and led him slowly toward the parking lot. Rory was a dedicated bachelor, divorced some twenty-five years ago, and lived alone.

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  • Tlchimes on Sep 26, 2009

    very cool!

  • Darla Cooke on Sep 26, 2009

    Wow! Great story for the challenge!

  • lillyrose on Sep 26, 2009

    That made me cry. You wrote about all the feelings, sights, sounds as a well as the smells. Brilliant x

  • Sourav on Sep 26, 2009

    Hmmm… well very nicely written… I must say!

  • Tanya Wallace on Sep 26, 2009

    Very creative and imaginative story for the challenge!The ending was great!Wonderful work!

  • XXElleXX on Sep 27, 2009

    A disturbing story David..your depiction of widespread panic after a nuclear attack and one man’s suffering due to the loss of his entire family was potent and had intrinsic value. You have put a human face on the consquences of the atomic bomb..remarkable story :-) Everyone who reads this will understand the human consequences of the use of nuclear weapons.

  • XXElleXX on Sep 27, 2009

    Oh and I forgot to say..that this was a kick-ass entry for the challenge :-)

  • Hello Siti on Sep 27, 2009

    Hope you really have that golf stick!

  • Duff D Moss on Sep 27, 2009

    Wow – quite an impact. Demonstrates the very personal tragedy contained within any mass causality event. Damn depressing though. As always,a great entry for the challenge. Thanks for playing once again dude.

  • Theresa Johnson on Sep 27, 2009

    wow, david… i am left speechless on this one….excellent piece for the challenge

  • Mark Gordon Brown on Sep 28, 2009

    oh wow. love the line at the end. very powerful entry

  • miraj on Sep 29, 2009

    that was a spine-chilling account,I think everyone should read this to comprehend the disaster that ensues after the said event.extremely loved the ending,yes it’s a myth of god indeed.
    the most powerful entry for the challenge,I applaud you for presenting us such a compelling story with those challenge words.

  • hfj on Sep 29, 2009

    Great story David. You had my full attention with every sentence. This story reminded me of a documentary of the atomic bombing of Japan during WWII. Those that survived the blast and radiation begged the doctors and nurses who treated them to kill them. It was total destruction. Great entry for the Duff challenge. Well done friend.

  • BradONeill on Sep 30, 2009

    Great Story David- I loved the fact that he never found his family it drilled the hopelessness of the situation deeper into the reader. Nice work.

  • maranatha on Sep 30, 2009

    Indeed, hopeless, helpless, and spell-binding. Well written, and thoroughly frightening.

  • RS Wing on Oct 1, 2009

    Very intense reading David. The hopelessness is what makes us all cry out loud. Truly devastating and not too far off as a real possibility of our existence here in America. What a great short story, so finely crafted!

  • orlandoJP on Oct 3, 2009

    ok, now i view 2 of your articles :P

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