The group of trekkers had a long day at the jungle. As dusk was setting in, they were in a hurry to get back to the camp before night fall. They had heard chilling tales about trekkers becoming a feast for the hungry jungle beasts. As they were scurrying along the path, Matt slipped on the mossy boulder. With excruciating pain he wobbled along to the nearest stone and sat down. On examining his ankle, which had swollen considerably, his friends deduced that it was a fracture and there was no way he could walk back to the camp. His friends made him sit under a tree promising to get help, as night began to envelope the sky.
Wc :118 words
Written for flash fiction for aspiring writers ( 100 – 150 words) based on the weeks prompt. Thanks to Priceless Joy for hosting the challenge.
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