99-word fiction: Animal instinct – part II
Following last week’s story, someone (Come on Jacqui and Esther, hands up…) asked me what happened next. I found myself in a South American hellhole to see for myself…
I watched the tail disappear in to the hole. The rat carried a message with my embassy’s number. It was my only chance. Corrupt leaders of failing South American countries are not inclined to treat foreign journalists kindly.
I was known in the town and I had my sympathisers. If the message found its way to one of them, then I had a chance. I laughed at my predicament.
Outside, the rat scurried between stalls, wary of feet and cats. It stopped and sniffed the air, just as a sack slammed over it and left it in the dark.
My Words, My World 
Yep, this could take a while, but it really works and you’re leaving us wanting more. You’re so good at these cliffhanger endings. Next instalment, please!
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