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As far as her eye could see, all she saw were rocks and short mountains. Members of her team had gone out on many treks this past year and that's all they ever found, more rocks and more mountains. A cool breeze tickled softly past her neck, blowing her short hair back ever so slightly.
She shivered. This whole planet gives me the creeps!
Sure, they found water here, but you had to dig a well to get to it. As for light, the one essential thing for plant growth, the cloud cover was dense enough to block out most of the light here. The team resorted to using artificial light sources to help break up the perpetual twilight. That is, when the daily solar flares weren’t interrupting their power sources.
Just a few more months! I’ll be happy to get off this rock!
"Have you seen them yet?" A colleague asked, striding up behind her.
"No, Alexi, I haven't. Any word on the radio?" Nellie asked.
"No, the radio is down again." Alexi answered.
"Ugh, go figure." Nellie rubbed her hands over her sleeves vigorously to fight off the chill.
All of their clothes were made with built in thermal materials designed to keep Earth's arctic winds out. Yet here, where the temperature was barely below 65, a slight breeze could chill you to the bone in no time.
What I wouldn't do for a hot summer beach and a margarita right now!
"Go on in and warm up, I'll keep watch." Alexi suggested.
Nellie turned to walk toward their base camp. She’d only made it half way when the breeze came through again. This time, she thought she felt icy cold fingers brush past the side of her neck. She whirled back toward Alexi in shock.
She saw him, at the bottom of their little hill, right where she left him.
“Um Alexi,” She called out.
“Yeah, what is it?” He called back without turning towards her.
“Nothing, I just...”
The breeze came again.
This time Nellie could have sworn it felt like she had been shoved. She landed on her backside, rocks skittering away from her.
“Nellie quit fooling around!” Alexi groaned.
“I’m not. I...” She stuttered.
Nellie stood and brushed herself off.
This time it was Alexi’s turn to be knocked off his feet.
But how could Alexi be knocked down by the wind and she didn’t feel even a breeze this time?
Wispy streams of light appeared between them, seemingly floating on the wind. As Alexi stood up the streams of light bowled him back to the ground. He sat up wide eyed and waved at Nellie to run.
“Either this planet doesn’t want us here or something is here with us!”
This post is part of the 52 week flash fiction challenge on facebook
Week 50 word prompt: Haunted
Word Limit: 20- 500
Yep I started the challenge late but it looked too fun not to jump right on in.
This one tops out right at 497 words.