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MFTS – A Bad Job for Rambo

October 20, 2015 43 comments

Here is my story for Barbara’s Mondays Finish the Story. I had trouble thinking of a story for this one. Or rather, I could think of too many stories, none of which “floated my boat”.

The supplied sentence is in bold in my story, and to read this week’s other contributions click on the blue froggy.

Copyright Barbara W. Beacham

Copyright Barbara W. Beacham


Not knowing what to expect, he made his way into the dark of the forest.

He wore simple training shoes, a thin t-shirt and shorts. He was prepared for nothing. Had he compass, map, water, rations, even a viciously-sharp machete?

No! He had none of these things.

The trees closed in around him as it began to get dark, and he decided to make camp. Had he matches, tent, sleeping bag?

No! He had none of these things.

The sounds of the forest caused him to shiver in terror, and for good reason. Suddenly, out of the darkness leapt a gaggle of forest creatures. They tore at his stomach, slicing, rending, eating his intestines before his eyes. They clawed at his face, ripping his eyeballs from their sockets. The feeding frenzy continued until, mercifully, he passed away.

We hope you enjoy your visit to beautiful Bluebell Forest and Honeysuckle picnic spot

Park Ranger Rambo, J
Green Beret (Ret.)