Amatuers by Mike Cipolla

Prompt: Mastermind | Word Count: 1000 words | Genre: Crime

Jimmy struggled up the fourth set of stairs to his rundown apartment. Just over the top step he could see two guys in suits. “Evening officers,”
“Jimmy. You know we’re detectives not officers.” Replied the taller of the two.
“Sorry. I keep forgetting that you two passed the exams. Evening detectives. What brings you to my place?” He walked passed them. Unlocked the door and went in. “Come on in and sit down. I need to put up these groceries.”
“Thanks Jimmy. Asking us in makes it easier for all of us.”

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How To Clean An Oven by Irene Cornwell

Prompt: Mastermind | Word Count: Approx.  1000 words | Genre: Memoir (parents )

     The sixteen-year-old girl turned down a chance to dance to a 1924 tune. Surprising as the person asking was a genuine Washington State lumber jack.

      She was concentrating on schoolhouse style clock on the wall and the entrance to the lakeside dance hall.  The words to the song “What’ll I Do?” echoed through the summer air.

       At exactly nine thirty, the awaited fifteen-year lad entered. His tossed blond hair framed a mere lad like face but his blue eyes held the knowledge of a much older man.

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Lost in the Woods by Kevin

Prompt: Mastermind | Word count: 1000 | Genre: Fiction

On a bright sunny day, a girl in her teens, rushed out from the porch of a small white and blue painted farmhouse. The house was surrounded by lush green meadows with few cows in a distance. Sana, had spent all her childhood in this farm land. She knew all the shortcuts to the village nearby from where her father used to buy supplies. She had various places in the forest and along the river where she and her mother would spend time. Today, it was different. She was anxious and curious from the information what Salaam, the son of the local supermarket shopkeeper, had provided her and today they were supposed to meet to solve the puzzle together

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The Necklace by Zita Fogarty

Prompt: Mastermind | Word Count:1000 |  Genre: Adult Fiction

Gabby woke up in a sweat.

She’d dreamt that a figure dressed in black was standing in the doorway. He was wearing medieval robes and a cloak. A beaked mask covered his face.

Sergej was still lying half under her. She peeled her body off his, trying not to wake him, and lay on her back staring at the patterns on the ceiling from the neon lights of the golf pro shop.

It was quiet for a Saturday night, just the usual steady hum of traffic, intermittent sirens and horns. After two months of visiting his penthouse, she’d stopped noticing the white noise of the busy street below.

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The Fall by Hibah Shabkhez

Prompt: The Mastermind | Word Count: 1000 words | Genre: Prologue

Hrothgar Valinaryon was a bit of a jerk.

From the first it was evident to the canny that the fall of the House of Valinaryon was at hand. The new King was neither properly cruel nor respectably dissipated. In defiance of all precedent, he would hold none of the dusk to dawn orgies that had enlivened his ancestors’ reigns, and bored the poor court to distraction. Likewise, in lieu of running after every female between six and sixty, he treated all the court ladies with propriety and distant respect, thereby earning their righteous wrath.

Seven and twenty years of age found him a staid married man, devoted to his wife, his dinner and his chessboard. To the consternation of his chief Awenyd, who ran the country while he dandled his son on his knee and mooned after Queen Matilda, he even eschewed the Royal sport of ‘banish-people-and-confiscate-their-money’, which had kept the Royal Treasury satisfyingly full for generations. He taxed the people equitably, and thereby affronted them mortally.

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Bait by Connie

Prompt: Mastermind | Word count: 982 | Genre: Drama

One summer afternoon the day was full of activities around the community. The hesitation involved circum minds not to sleep. Boyd the only son of king Ozimundoz of Seattle sunset.
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They lived in a desserted island 2000km away from Nights Shepherd. Nights shepherd was known of its bad omen.
One afternoon people reported that a witch flew with a broom on top of people’s houses, in a day light.
Where the witch passed grass and crop could not pastures. It had bothered the people of nights shepherd for a long a time.
The nights shepherd island was so scary. If you were at the place your hair would have sparkles and , blood would stream and pump so hard that no air was left to breath.
The features of people in that place looked like aliens creatures. Their heads were so small as a baby, and the bodies as old as a grave with scary faces and big noses.
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Mastermind by Cinthia Albers

Prompt: Mastermind | Word count: 1000 | Genre: Mainstream

He woke up, just before his alarm was set to go off. He brushed his teeth, showered, put on the suit he had laid out the night before. He ate the breakfast, the same identical breakfast he had for years. He drove to work taking the same route he always did, avoiding high traffic and the scenic route. He was a mastermind. A mastermind of his own life, of his own destiny.

Years before he had been one to take that scenic route. Maybe stop for coffee or a pastry. He had loved and embraced change. But now, he found solace in sameness, in thinking the same thoughts, making the same decisions. He wanted his life simple, easy. There would be no more drama for him. No more women, no more shiny objects to try to grasp. Just simple day in, day out routine. He knew where he was, where he was going and if each day looked the same, that was fine with him.

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The dream of a lifetime by Rubyna Dyall

Prompt: Mastermind | Word Count: 1000| Genre: Realistic Fiction

Sakakawea was 10 years old when her family was killed by the rebels. She was coming home from school when she saw that there was unusual commotion around the mud hut where she lived with her parents and two brothers. She hid in the tall grass and watched, barely breathing. She could hear the men shouting at her parents. They were carrying guns and machetes. She heard one shot and her mother sobbing and pleading with the men. Her little brothers were screaming with fright. A second shot, followed by two other ones. Then, silence. The men came out, gave each other a five and moved on. She was too scared to move. Tears were running down her face. She did not know how long she had stayed there among the tall grass. The sun had long gone to set when she was found by the survivors of the village.

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How to Fight Unity by Daniel Casey

Prompt: Mastermind | Word count: 1000 words exactly | Genre: Science Fiction

Kelton shuddered involuntarily as his ship transitioned back to normal space, the after effects of the transit field still wreaked hell on his physiology, despite years of experience.

Glancing at the preliminary readouts, he grimaced.  Four jumps past the edge of known space; he’d been tasked with following the traces of the Tessera’s jumps signatures back to their origins.

Sighing in resignation, he swung the long-range scout ship around and headed in towards the system’s primary.   He couldn’t see any signs of anything in this system.  Two gas giants at distance, and what looked like the remains of a planet blasted into an asteroid belt.

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Master’s Mind by Lisa Tandy Osborne

Prompt: Mastermind | Word count: 1000 | Genre: Horror

Warning: Mild violence

7 November 2020

Dear Margaret,

I pray you will find this letter. I want to tell you one last time that I love you.

In case no one is left to explain, I must tell you about the virus.  No one knows what caused it. I don’t know if it has a name. It roared through our cities, then depopulated the suburbs, went on to mutate in farm animals in rural areas, and then returned through the cities a second time.

The victims are not quite undead, but we call them Zombies. The virus ruined their eyesight but they seem able to sense our presence with deadly accuracy. Sun is painful to them, so they hide during daylight. Lack of sun makes their flesh cold and pale. The sickness makes them bloated, with weepy lesions that don’t heal and smell foul. Their hair falls out. Pieces of them fall off as they decompose. In the beginning, it was particularly horrible. Now there are so many of them that I think our hearts have become a little harder.

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