The Wrong Turn

Our gracious host, Rochelle, is asking us to get
creative in 100 words or less using the photo
seen below. Welcome to Friday Fictioneers
This is where the prompt took me.

We stumbled onto the gravel parking lot, exhausted. The weathered kiosk stood like salvation.

“Finally,” Rebecca gasped.

I pressed against the door. Locked. The trail maps were yellowed, dated 2003. Twenty years old.

“That’s weird,” I muttered, squinting at the faded trail markers that didn’t match our memory.

“Maybe we took a wrong turn at…..”

I turned around.

Rebecca was gone.

“Becca?” The parking lot stretched empty. Fresh tire tracks carved through fallen leaves, leading nowhere.

Behind the glass, I noticed something new: a missing persons flyer. My hands trembled as I leaned closer.

The face staring back was Rebecca’s.

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100 Words

This is “The Yawning Grave” by Lord Huron

2 January 2026

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