I wrote this for the January 31st Flash Fiction Challenge
Roger stood in the bow and watched the fog roll in. He hunched in his Pea Jacket to stave off the weather. His hands were in his pockets where he clutched a silver flask of brown whisky.
He felt it before he saw it. He watched it emerge from the haar that obscured visibility to the north. It was an old Soviet boat, running on the surface, twin screws churning the water.
Roger reached for the handset of the sound powered phone, “Bridge – Bow. Surface contact bearing tree fife zero, fife hundred yards, moving left to right slowly.”
The prompt and instructions were:
In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story about sea mist. How does it create an environment for a story? It can set the stage or take the stage. Go where the prompt leads.
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Funny how times change for in World War Two this boat was on our side……….what went wrong?
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As if it was even possible for you to resist this prompt! BTW…it reminds me of a journal entry in my father’s journal during his tour. I’m going to have to dig it it up.
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Yeah, hard to resist for sure. I’d love to hear more about the journal entry. Was he a sailor? I don’t remember if we ever talked about that.
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Briefly, a couple years ago (can you believe?), when you revealed your service. My father was a Merchant Marine, Kingspoint class of 1942(?), a Lt of some grade, and then Naval Reserve until 1950-ish. He shipped out of Bellingham (where, by coincidence, I went to college 40-some years later) and served in both Atlantic and Pacific theaters.
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This is very descriptive. And now what, after this surface contact?
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I suspect that sonar and the surface search radar already had the contact. This is just the first visual and it’s pretty close due to the reduced visibility. They should already be tracking it and hoping that they can get some good data when he dives.
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An epic visual, to see that sub rising out of the mist. You put me right there next to Roger.
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