Covered in days of dust, hungry, and kneeling, Gregory King listened as the train chugged along the dried-up riverbed, some two or three miles behind him. He dreamt about escape. A pointed boot, driven hard into his back, stopped that. He fell forward, arms bound, and landed on his face. One of the men pulled him up. He spit sand, and shook, trying to get it out of his eyes.
The train was quiet, likely in the next town, now, King thought. A locust landed on his knee. He stared at it and never heard the shot that killed him.
Prompt courtesy of the Friday Fictioneers. Read more stories here.
A Bunch of Dumb Words in a Row 
Oh, how horrifying. Great take on the prompt, very scary.
Glad to create an emotional response. Thanks for the read.
What a scene, like a movie. Excellent!
Thanks a bunch.
Makes me think western, John Wayne, Louis L’Amour, etc…. Well done!
Some kind of western was my inspiration. Thanks for stopping by.
Very desolate – Well done.
Desolate, eh? Good. Thanks for the read.
I didn’t see the bullet coming either …Nice one!
Thanks.
Not expected. Well done!
Thanks.
Ouch! You have such a way of putting us in a scene, I didn’t enjoy this one but I did admire it. Good stuff.
Thank you very much.
Wonder what he did to earn the lead… Maybe we’ll find out in the next story?
I prefer to leave it up to you. Thanks for the read.
This was pretty near perfect and you should know it. In case you’re not sure, read my first sentence again. Flash Fiction doesn’t get any better.
Aloha,
Doug
Oh Doug, you ol’ flatterer. Thanks a bunch, awfully nice of you to say that.
A mercy killing I would call it.
Oh maybe. Maybe. Thanks for the read.
How come these 100 words feel like 500?
Loads of story packed in here. Great read.
(PS He dreamt about escape or He’d dreamt…? Maybe? Could be how I’m reading it.)
Quite the compliment. Thanks for stopping by.
Great story packed in 100 words. Wasn’t expecting the end and I like that!
Thanks for the read.
Craig,
I was hearing western music as the credits rolled. There must be more to this story.
Write on,
Tracey
Thanks Tracey.
Dear Craig,
You set the scene and led me like a lamb to the slaughter. Excellent writing.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Thank you very much Rochelle.
Brilliantly written indeed! You set the scene up great to end it with a bang.
Thanks!
Great atmosphere and mood. The details of the distant train, the dust in his mouth, the locust – all build up such a desolate feeling to lead up to the tragic finish. Superb.
Thanks a bunch, Margaret.
Good title referral, quite my cup o’tea, kudos, Tay.
Thanks for the read.