The Plan

“Shh. Don’t worry. Spike his drink with these. It’ll put him to sleep.”

“What if he gets suspicious?”

“It’s a risk you’ve to take or we’ll perish. He’s going to conduct experiments on all the children.”

“I am scared.”

“Don’t be, after he’s sedated, we’ll tie him up and put him in a cage.”

“And?”

“Then someone will go and fetch help.”

“How?”

“There’s a highway on the other side of the woods.”

“How can you be so sure about that?”

“I tried to escape once, remember?”

“Does this mean, we’ll get to go home?”

“Let’s hope the plan works.”

 

Written for Friday Fictioneers

PHOTO PROMPT © Liz Young

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26 thoughts on “The Plan

  1. I imagine two young boy discussing the plan in whispers, like young campers after lights out, only this is clearly no “camp.” While the one with the plan seems pretty determined, the other seems doubtful and unsure–I’m worried he’ll spoil the escape somehow. Nice how you make us root for these guys (or girls) in just a few lines of dialog!

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    1. “I imagine two young boys discussing the plan in whispers” This is exactly what I had in mind while writing this story. I am so glad you pictured it just the way I did. Thank you so much 🙂

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