Big Hunters

Martegan came hunting the jungle cat phanx;

that’s not what he found.

He held his weapon level, whipping the sight from one dark corner to another. Spotting the impossible creature, shots were fired; he’d initially considered it a coveted trophy, and now was surrounded – by just one. It hunted him – “the hunter”.

He could hear it menacing; toying with him.

It attacked – silent, deadly. There was no such thing, yet it took Martegan out.

This flash fiction in 74 words was crafted for the M3 blog’s Flash in the Pan (Level).


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