Another dark alleyway cliche.

by Punkin

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“Another package, another dollar” This was the mantra she repeated to herself to help keep motivated, when things got hectic, which they inevitably did.

Yet, again Disptach expected her to bend time and space in order to deliver a priority, it better be on time, the customer’s irate, package. Sadly, her ability to overtake the laws of physics and reverse time were non-existent. The package due at 11:37 had not been ready to pick up until almost noon, not to mention when the ticket printed out it was already well past 11:37.

Still, somehow she mangaged to pull up to the delivery point at exactly high noon. Without much forethought she headed down a cramped dark alleyway on foot. Rushing up to the addressee’s door, she knocked loudly, hoping, nobody would answer so she could leave the package and scramble back to the relative safety of her small compact car.

Just as she was about to abandon the package, the door opened with a soft whoosh, a pair of hands grabbed her and yanked her inside.

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Comments

Average Reader Rating: 4.5 stars out of 5

  1. Another dark alleyway cliche.

    Punkin's Buddy Icon Punkin

    Posted 4 months ago

    4.0 out of 5 stars

    Anyone care to write a sequel?

  2. Another dark alleyway cliche.

    THX 0477's Buddy Icon THX 0477

    Posted 4 months ago

    5.0 out of 5 stars

    Very fun start to this one. For a sec I thought it was sci-fi with the bending of space and time. That was a good line. Loved the quick pace and feel to it all, right up to the exciting conclusion. Glad to see someone took you up on the sequel.

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