Let's get the weekend started off with a little Flash Fiction Friday. Advizor is our new host, and he's given us quite the challenge this week. If you're new around here or to FFF, we're prompted with a picture to write a short story, but there's always a catch with a key word or phrase plus a word limit
This week our word limit is 219 using the word Discovery. I'm not sure what the extra credit will get me, but there is extra credit for not using any variation of the number 3 (written or symbol).
So, here goes...
She’d been admitted to the ward a few days ago and was already going crazy. Wait. Wasn’t that why she was there? Whatever ailed her seemed to only have intensified in the sterile walls of the clinic. Now, she could add stir crazy to her long list of conditions.
It was late, and she couldn’t sleep. The pills they had given her hadn’t helped – plus they had long ago worn off. It seemed that she had been tossing and turning for hours, so she decided to fuck it and go exploring.
It was warm in halls, so she didn’t bother throwing on a robe or any clothes. She roamed the halls with confidence and curiosity. Peeking through windows. Trying doorknobs.
And then she remembered there was a section of the clinic that was forbidden. She shrugged and figured it was now or never. As she approached, she was surprised to find a room with its door ajar.
Her discovery was delightful.
Her hand seemed to have a mind of its own and headed right to her pussy. She couldn’t help but crane her neck to watch, and soon her moans started to sync with those in the room.
She barely noticed the orderly, until she was thrown down onto a similar bed in an adjoining room.
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