Sweat and Fear

PHOTO PROMPT – © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

PHOTO PROMPT – © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

The room smelled of sweat and fear. Cuttings of material and plastic lay on the concrete floor along with litter and rodent droppings.

The whine still hung in the air even though the big machines were quiet now.

The world had stopped when they walked into the factory. Just on the other side of the door, the men had heard the sound. It was a cacophony of clanging and whooshing. Voices reverberated over the noise as the workers yelled to each other. Yet the room stood silent and empty except for the dust floating in the rays of the sun.

This is my entry for Friday Fictioneers hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. If you would like to play along, please follow the prompt below and give it a try!!

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31 thoughts on “Sweat and Fear

  1. Dear Courtney,

    At first I thought this might be historical fiction about the Triangle Shirt Factory fire in NYC in 1911. But I see you went for the Twilight Zone approach instead. Well done and left me wanting to know more.




  2. An old abandoned building… maybe they’ll transform it into apartments as so many before! I didn’t find it spooky; just sad that where once flourished a business, now all that echoes are the memories.


    • Thank you so much Gah… It was fun to write. Different people have had different perspectives. I have found this to be true of my work in the past as well. I wrote a poem with one thing in mind yet everyone who read it saw something entirely different! 🙂
      Thanks much for stopping by!

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