Vigilante Justice

Friday Fictioneers is a weekly blog link-up led by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields at Addicted to PurpleThe Challenge – write a one hundred word (plus or minus) story with a beginning, middle, and end inspired by the picture*. The Key – make every word count.

The picture is worth a thousand words. These are another one hundred.

*Image Copyright © Madison Woods


Vigilante Justice

Charles paused at a farmland fence to catch his breath. Dogs howled in the forest, far enough off to afford him time to think. Charles looked up at the moon while he pulled off his bloodied t-shirt. He pulled a clean one from his sack, and savored a moment to finger the polaroids he took after strangling each prostitute. Ten years, he thought, to be this careless now.

Behind him, Charles heard a shotgun cock. He turned to face a farmer and his gun.

“Reckon you’re the one I saw on the news,” the farmer said right before he shot Charles.


101 words. Fiction. Feedback is always appreciated. And if you’re up for feedback, I would also appreciate some on An Impossible Dreamer.

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29 thoughts on “Vigilante Justice

    • The farmer is my kind of guy. I can just see him saying, “get off my lawn!” even though it’s not a lawn.

      What ending were you expecting? I’m curious.


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