Every Wednesday we get a new picture prompt for the Friday Fictioneers, a writing challenge graciously hosted by our Fairy Blog Mother Rochelle Wisoff-Fields.
The task of the challenge is to write a story: beginning, middle, and end, in 100 words or less. You can find all the Fictioneers’ stories when you click on the little frog. Please read, comment, and if you like, join the fun. Everyone is welcome.
Image © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Used with permission for this Friday Fictioneers Challenge only. Any other use of this image requires Rochelle’s permission.
We’re held at Fairbanks airport: me, my fellow researchers, and everyone else who was in contact. The large windows show guards outside. We’re quarantined.
There was an outbreak… just the common cold. But far too many people died.
We’d been worrying about something like the Spanish flu being released from the thawing permafrost–and boy, does it thaw hereabouts–but no one thought about super-virulent common cold viruses… There are no vaccines.
We have food and water but no medical supplies. What’s going on?
Someone close to the windows is sneezing.
An armed guard turns around and stares at us.
Gesundheit! is something german-speaking people say when someone is sneezing.
The story is fiction, I made it up. However, ancient viruses and bacteria are being released from the thawing permafrost, maybe you’ve heard about the anthrax outbreaks. Scientists are also worried about viruses that could affect people, but so far, none were found. There were, however, some previously unknown viruses unearthed which still can infect amoeba.