TIME TO TALK
“Is this where you left him?”
“Yes, boss. In a hole just to the right of those deserted buildings. He thought he was being buried alive, you should’ve heard him scream. We did as you said, boss, put him in a coffin and lowered it into a makeshift grave. We left holes in the lid to make sure he could breathe.”
“Excellent work, Jimmy. Is he being more talkative this morning?”
“Can’t shut him up, boss. He’s told us everything.”
“Good. Now put him back in the coffin and bury him again. Oh, this time Jimmy, cover up the holes.”
PHOTO PROMPT © Jean L. Hays
100-word story for Friday Fictioneers.