500+ words flash fiction

I had so much fun writing this flash fiction and testing the waters on fitting a story into such a small amount of space. This book was prompted by one sentence which is written at the start of Chapter 1. From that sentence I chose to write a story based around it. It was so much fun! Pick a random sentence and give it a go yourself.

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Sarah Gai

What if a book was written. A book that showed the revelations of future outcomes. A book breathed by the divine hand of God. Would you take heed of the foretold prophecy? Or would you put it aside as heresy, a bunch of ramblings written by the human hand of crazy people?

Revelations end game

1. Suddenly, every radio station in the world turns to white noise and a voice reads out a single name.

"Yahweh" over and over the name repeats.

    Opening up my front door, I rush out into the military heavy lined streets, to see what commotion was taking place. The emergency siren wails from the bullet proof army tanks that are slowly making their way through the neighbourhood. There's a panic amongst my scarce neighbours. Once a bustling children and family filled community, now reduced to twenty adults, no babes to be seen.

    Seven years ago today my life changed from a mother of two, into a nightmare. Once upon a time I answered to Mum. Now it's just Julia, number 3487251666. In the blink of an eye, the world as I knew it was ripped away. My children gone, replaced with solitary loneliness. My next door neighbour and best friend since puberty Hannah...also just disappeared. That's when the governments of the world united, became allies and soothed the nations. Their reason for the disappearances of so many? Alien abduction. I look back now and laugh. We were all so scared we would have believed just about anything!

    ​Hannah my friend, neighbour and confidant was a christian and although I was not, she had told me of her book. Her bible, with the end time revelations. I had remembered some of what she had spoken about, but paid no mind to the events mentioned. I put her story down to utter ramblings written by crazy men. I wish I had of listened more with my ears open, receptive to what she had been telling me.

     Now I live with a chip implanted in my hand. The government says it's for our protection. We are monitored in every way, health, where-abouts, even to purchase food we must scan the implant.

    Those few who objected to being branded like cattle are outcasts. Running for their lives, hiding, barely surviving. They are the few that saw the truth. Though once unbelievers in the written revelations, now fight for their lives and their gospel. Maybe, just maybe they are the ones who will make it to the end, they are the ones who have found the truth and are saved.

    In Jerusalem, two christian rogues were captured last week. Broadcasted to the world, was their punishment. Brutally gunned down and left in the street for all to witness. A warning to those who rebel against order. Three days later they stood up and the world stopped. It's citizens gasped. 

    I have only minutes left as the sirens are drowned out by a sounding horn, echoing through the sky. As the earth begins to tremble beneath my feet, I turn and run back into the house, it's walls offering a false sense of security. Fear dulls my senses as I crawl beneath the dining table. I ask the lord for forgiveness. I ask for him to save me. A distant chant whispers in my ear. I hear it even with the noise booming from the heavens. My radio continues to repeat that one word that I am unable to tune out, because somehow I know he's here. That one word says it all.

    "Yahweh"