PHOTO PROMPT © Ted Strutz

Season One

Snow crunches under Mara’s slippers. Her feet, beyond cold, numb, pain, exist as dead grey. Wooden matchsticks now, she totters until a loud snap. Falling…

Waking…

Soft mattress, machine breathing, smell of antiseptic, low hum of conversation…

Where am I?

She opens her eyes and sees a video monitor, with her – crunching through snow, her feet grey in her slippers, falling…

“It’s disconcerting the first time you see it,” says a voice in her head. Her voice.

Is this a dream?

“What is real?” says her voice.

She pulls the sheet away. Intact.

“We’re renewed for Season Two!”

[100 words]

Rochelle Wisoff-Fields is the host of Friday Fictioneers.