Here is another 100 word story exercise I’ve written. Hope you enjoy!
“The Black Box”
It crashed. Nobody knew why. Two hazmat suited men walked through twisted, smoldering wreckage. Their mission, their quest, as they maneuvered through the kindling aluminum jungle sending billowing black-white smoke upward into the ozone, was to find a hallowed object.
Clambering through wreckage, stepping over frayed, sparking wires, avoiding molten plastic deposits, they heaved open a panel, pulling forth their unscathed, pristine prize: the black box.
At base, it bleeped a message, informing why, how to prevent another catastrophe. Scrolling letters across the screen into which the black box was plugged: “Next time, make the entire plane the black box.”
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