Flash Fic Friday - PRIMITIVE SITE

 

Flash Fic - a short, short story of exactly 100 words...on some random Friday!

This week - PRIMITIVE SITE

The camping spot had no running water or toilets. You paid online per vehicle and they reserved it for you. The camp hosts were not even on site.

There was no cell phone reception, the reservation warned. The nearest town was more than thirty miles away. It was a new moon on that night. It would be dark.

Check in was at three. People came in dribs and drabs after that. Gobblegone the Hungry would be there long before that, putting on the large pot to boil.

He drooled just thinking about it. The monster lived up to his name.