For my Flash Fiction story, it took me a few days of thinking to really finalize what I wanted to write about. I had bounced around with different ideas and started writing the beginnings of stories several times before I had found what I thought I could make a great story out of. After I had found out what I wanted the main plot to be, it didn't take long for me to finish writing the rough draft and start revising my story to what became the finished product. Below is the final draft of my narrative story.
Dianne diligently poured a thick greenish liquid into a plate and walked over to a box that radiated a faint heat even with the door closed. She pulled a lever on the door of the gray box and it opened with a hiss as steam floated up from the new crevice. She placed the plate in the box and closed the door, turning the lever counterclockwise to secure it.
With a proud smile, she went over to her notebook, which was lying open with an old black pen lying in its margin. She picked up the pen and scrawled down a few notes on the stained pages.
She was in the middle of writing down a formula when a warm orange color danced into her vision.
She turned sharply, unsure if some chemicals had gotten knocked over. To her relief and utter confusion, she found that all her test tubes were secured in their racks, but there was a small glowing, misshapen orb bouncing around the floor.
She watched, frozen in place, as it zipped around her lab. She studied it as best she could, which didn’t accumulate to much since it seemed to have an inability to stall for even a moment.
The creature was energetic and looked almost slightly transparent as it bounced around haphazardly. It was hazy at the edges and didn’t seem to quite have a definite end of its body. It almost looked like a small rabbit, but its ears were shorter and more blunt and it had a cartoonishly round body. The creature looked much smaller than a rabbit, it was around the size of Dianne’s palm.
Maybe she could take a small DNA sample and examine it a bit before she called an actual animal expert. She bent down towards the creature and, as expected, it lept out of her reach. She let out a slight huff of annoyance as she knelt down and tried to coax it over to her. This plan also failed – even when the creature got close to her it always jumped away before she had a chance to try to grab for it.
She moved to stand again when suddenly a faint purple light filtered into her vision. She turned, stunned again, as she stared at the new visitor. A woman stood looking down at the orange creature. Dianne watched in stunned silence as the woman looked at the orange creature and, wordlessly, held out her hand, which the creature jumped into without hesitation.
The creature seemed to vibrate with hardly restrained energy as the woman brought it to her chest and the creature disappeared behind her hand. She nearly turned to leave without even seeing Dianne, before Dianne accidentally knocked a test tube off a counter, causing the purple woman to turn to her with surprise.
Dianne stared back, her shaky knees betraying her feigned confidence as she raised a rusted scalpel in warning, bracing herself against the table behind her for fear that her knees might give out.
The woman turned to Dianne, facing her completely and giving her a look of detached interest that made an involuntary shiver race down Dianne’s spine. They stared at one another for a few seconds with growing curiosity before the woman walked closer to Dianne and placed a hand on her shoulder.
Before Dianne could make a move to jerk away, their surroundings seemed to morph around them; the woman and Dianne herself were the only things that remained unchanged.
A moment later, they stood in the middle of what looked like a field, but instead of lush grass, the ground was covered by something fluffy and a nearly blinding white. The strange substance parted like fog when she moved, but seemed thicker than fog normally would be.
Dianne looked around questioningly before looking at the woman again. The woman stared at her observantly for a moment before she led the two of them through the field silently. When they finally stopped in the center of the large open space, she sat Dianne down on a solid, oblong, object lying on its side and taking a step away from her.
She watched as the woman went from completely corporeal to fading into several of the orange creatures that Dianne had seen in her lab. Dianne opened her mouth to ask what was happening, but she found that no words came out of her mouth.
There was an instant panic that caused Dianne’s heartbeat to pound in her ears unyieldingly before a strange sense of calm overcame her. Her fearful confusion had become hesitant acceptance of the strangeness around her.
She watched silently as the creatures bounced around her, vanishing in the fog for a moment before appearing again in random intervals. She felt an urge to...understand, but something about this situation left her with the feeling that she wouldn’t be able to crack this code.
So. She watched with wonder as the orbs continued their sporadic movements unrelentingly.