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FF – A Dirty Job

Here is my story for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. This week’s photo comes from Roger Bultot.

Copyright Roger Bultot

 

Jerak snuck a glance at the scene around him as he pushed his mop across the floor. He was supposed to keep his head down, but sick fascination always enticed him to look.

Men, women, even children sat on benches, long white tubes fixed to their heads. They seemed calm enough – Jerak had been told that the tubes delivered some enzyme or other, easing the process.

He hated his work here at the Farm, but it was classed essential. It meant he’d never be Chosen. Never be one of those sitting on the benches. Never be food for the alien masters.

 

  1. January 3, 2018 at 9:14 pm

    Eeee creepy!

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  2. January 3, 2018 at 9:23 pm

    Gah! Too vivid! Oh, wait. Maybe I’m just adding too much in my mind. Gah, that isn’t making anything better.

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    • January 4, 2018 at 8:12 am

      Best not to think too hard about them being slowly liquefied and sucked up the feeding tubes.
      Oops, sorry 🙂

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      • January 4, 2018 at 5:22 pm

        Yeah, yeah, sure you’re sorry. >( 😉

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      • January 4, 2018 at 7:01 pm

        😉

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  3. January 3, 2018 at 9:32 pm

    Time for a revolution I think.

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  4. January 3, 2018 at 9:42 pm

    Worry ye not. Our expert leaders will see us all right. Oh, hang on……..any cleaning jobs going?

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    • January 4, 2018 at 8:13 am

      There’s the much sought-after “clean up what’s left of dinner” job, if you’re interested.

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  5. January 3, 2018 at 9:56 pm

    Eeek! I think he’s the lucky one not to be chosen! 🙂

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  6. Dale
    January 3, 2018 at 10:05 pm

    Euwwwww! I’d keep sweeping too…

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    • January 4, 2018 at 8:13 am

      Not a job you’d want to lose given the alternative…

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      • Dale
        January 4, 2018 at 8:15 am

        True ’nuff!

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  7. January 3, 2018 at 10:16 pm

    Eeek, so the invasion was a success. Perhaps they’re not all bad…?!

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  8. January 3, 2018 at 10:18 pm

    Nicely spooky.

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  9. January 3, 2018 at 10:27 pm

    It might be a worse torment to watch that going on day after day. I’d pray for a nice quiet heart attack.

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    • January 4, 2018 at 8:14 am

      That might be a better fate than this, true.

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  10. Lyn
    January 4, 2018 at 1:14 am

    A story in true D-Man style 😀

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  11. January 4, 2018 at 7:25 am

    Woooooo, I like that. Great ending!

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  12. January 4, 2018 at 8:32 am

    Without the alien this reminded me a bit of Never Let Me Go… to know that your purpose in life is to be consumed.

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    • January 4, 2018 at 9:04 am

      A scary proposition for your future.

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  13. January 4, 2018 at 9:32 am

    Ugh! The aliens sound like spiders with the difference that the tubes do all the hard work. They’re alien drinking straws. Oh, now I’ve made it even worse. Good writing, Ali. 😀 — Suzanne

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  14. January 4, 2018 at 10:55 am

    How frightening was that! I feel quite poorly now.

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    • January 4, 2018 at 12:49 pm

      Ooh, sorry 😦
      Not a nice way to go.

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  15. January 4, 2018 at 12:41 pm

    Good God! That was pretty vivid and scary!

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    • January 4, 2018 at 12:50 pm

      I stopped short of describing the technicalities of the process itself 🙂

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      • January 4, 2018 at 5:49 pm

        Thank goodness you were limited to 100 words!

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      • January 4, 2018 at 7:03 pm

        Probably for the best.

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  16. January 4, 2018 at 1:09 pm

    His nights must be filled with nightmares. Excellently creepy story.

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    • January 4, 2018 at 2:16 pm

      I imagine they are. I’m glad you liked it!

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  17. January 4, 2018 at 1:41 pm

    I love that he watches in sick fascination. Even when you know you don’t want to see something, but cannot stop yourself looking – THAT!

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    • January 4, 2018 at 2:16 pm

      Yes, I think we’ve all been guilty of that, when you just can’t look away…

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  18. January 4, 2018 at 1:52 pm

    Yikes! I guess he’s not allowed to warn the “chosen ones”.

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  19. January 4, 2018 at 2:45 pm

    Yikes! He is upset for not being a meal for aliens? LOL! Great story!

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    • January 4, 2018 at 4:23 pm

      He’s pretty glad, I think 🙂
      But he still hates being there.

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  20. January 4, 2018 at 3:32 pm

    I think I’d rather be mopping too!

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    • January 4, 2018 at 4:24 pm

      Me too, and given my aversion to housework that’s saying something 🙂

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  21. January 4, 2018 at 5:36 pm

    I’m pretty sure I would give the aliens indigestion and maybe diarrhea. That should make me safe…

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    • January 4, 2018 at 7:02 pm

      And how do they find out that you give them indigestion and diarrhoea? By eating you, that’s how…

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  22. January 4, 2018 at 5:52 pm

    This made me think of Auschwitz. Clever, strong writing but I don’t like it, I’m afraid.

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    • January 4, 2018 at 7:03 pm

      Sorry about that. I was thinking scenes from Starship Troopers and Aliens.

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  23. January 4, 2018 at 6:14 pm

    A pretty scary scene you’ve painted here. I wonder who’s for dessert!

    Click to read my FriFic!

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    • January 4, 2018 at 7:04 pm

      Best not to wonder. Just keep your head down 🙂

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  24. January 4, 2018 at 6:16 pm

    i guess he should consider himself lucky. he’s got a job that keeps him out of trouble. 🙂

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  25. January 4, 2018 at 8:48 pm

    Dear Ali,

    Add my “eeeew” to all the others. “To Serve Man”…it’s a cookbook. Well done…backing out of the room now. Happy New Year.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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    • January 5, 2018 at 8:04 am

      Dear Rochelle,
      It’s a grim scene indeed! Happy New Year to you too 🙂
      Ali

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  26. January 5, 2018 at 4:15 am

    “Food for the alien masters”
    Of course.
    I wonder if they (we?) are considered brain food like fish are to us?

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  27. January 5, 2018 at 5:26 pm

    Lucky Jerak!
    How terrible for the preys.
    A unique take and so well written.
    Happy New Year. 🙂

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    • January 5, 2018 at 9:06 pm

      Yes, lucky in a way but quite a miserable life he leads. I’m glad you liked it, and Happy New Year to you too 🙂

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  28. January 6, 2018 at 6:02 am

    Oh noooooooo! These aliens are not related to the angelic ones I envisioned. We must smite them! 😮

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    • January 6, 2018 at 6:06 am

      No, they couldn’t be more different! Maybe your aliens will come by and chase my aliens away 🙂

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  29. January 6, 2018 at 3:23 pm

    Lucky guy! 😀

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  30. January 6, 2018 at 7:02 pm

    Thank cat not kitties…phew 😀 Pawkisses for a Happy Weekend 🙂 ❤

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  31. January 6, 2018 at 7:45 pm

    Aaaagggggh! Brain-sucking aliens!

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  32. January 6, 2018 at 8:13 pm

    You have to see the silver lining in everything! Love the way you set this up as Jerak being in a bad place, before the reveal letting us know he’s in the best place.

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    • January 7, 2018 at 7:40 am

      Well, he’s not keen on watching his fellow humans get eaten but it’s the best place to work if you don’t want to be next!

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  33. January 7, 2018 at 10:39 am

    Jerak is a good custodian, and he gets to go home after work. Well done.

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    • January 7, 2018 at 7:13 pm

      I bet he’s pretty glad to get home too. I’m glad you liked it!

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  34. January 9, 2018 at 3:03 pm

    Eek! He’s definitely lucky to have an essential job.

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    • January 9, 2018 at 4:55 pm

      For sure. Though he has to look at the unlucky ones every day.

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