Great news!  One of our regular authors was featured in The Flash Flood Journal with a story you read here first.  Congratulations, Ruth!

I agree with judge Robin Abess who said, "I really enjoyed every tale that I read this week, as always. Great job to all, and congrats to the winners!"

Table of Contents

Untitled by Rafe Brox
The Cave by Robin Abess
Untitled by Rakel Sampson
The Scenic Route by Lisa McCourt Hollar
Corp Fleet by Jeffrey Hollar
Untitled by Alissa
Untitled by Ryan Strohman
Untitled by Nellie

Honorable Mentions

Jeffrey Hollar (@klingorengi)
This story had a real "Firefly" feel to it for me, which made me love it all the more. Terrific tale!

Lisa McCourt Hollar (@jezri1)
I'm a sucker {no pun intended} for vampires, and loved the feel of this tale. Nicely done.


Judges Note:
I could picture the brother/sister argument plainly and this made me laugh. Poor alien in charge!

By Alissa Leonard

“When we started this journey, we never thought we’d find-”

Marcus interrupted, “Oh, shut up, Martha! You couldn’t have thought anything after we found that shiny door thing! Who has any way to guess what could have been in there?”

Martha did her very best impression of their Momma. She lifted her chin and pursed her lips and raised her eyebrows – trying to look supercilious (a word that would have been her favorite had she only known of its existence) and fully ready to chastise him. “Daddy has read the Narnia books to me. I know what to expect when you go through portals like that…Or, at least, I thought I did.” Her face fell at the realization that the wood she had been expecting was, in fact, not there.

“Whatever. You didn’t know we’d find-”

“No, but I knew it would be special because-”

“Oh, please, I knew it would be special too! I’m not stupid! Besides, I found it.”

“By running off after Momma specifically said-”

“She did not! She said go play. I was exploring the new backyard!”

“That was not in our backyard, and you know it! Momma probably doesn’t even know that cave exists-”

“What she doesn’t know, won’t kill her.”

“No?” Martha gestured wildly around them, “You don’t think she’d be a bit concerned? Especially when we don’t come home for supper?”

“Well…” Marcus looked around again and bit his lip, “I still don’t think she’d die from it…”

“Well I do! I think she’d fall down dead of a heart attack right now if she knew where we were.”

“Exactly, but since she doesn’t know, it won’t kill her! See, I was right!” He stuck his tongue out at her.

“No, I’m right, because if we never get back, she’ll die from not knowing!” She stuck her tongue out as well, it was hard to remain mature and *supercilious* when the ‘I’m right’ wars began.

“Ahem.” The sound had a lot more gurgle to it than a normal throat clearing. Both Martha and Marcus froze and stared at each other for a moment with wide eyes before turning toward the sound, silent in a way they had never been. “It is clear now. Wipe their memory. Put them at the entrance to the caves. They’ll be found. Then fix that damn cloaking device. Go.”

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