This post is written for Friday Fictioneers.

It was to be a fun night with friends. Fernando, Riccardo, Sweet Rodriguez, all together for one fantastic evening.
Dancing in the freedom of the nightclub with our partners. The club absolutely vibrated with energy. Everyone close. Everyone happy. Everyone safe in their shared joy of being together.
The loud beat of the recorded music made us deaf to anything else.
Then Fernando fell at my feet, blood rushing from a gaping hole in his neck.
“Shooter!” I hear someone yell. I turned and saw him in the shadows.
The strobe light shattered like fireworks on the 4th of July.
Well told, realistic, version of a terrible event . Good writing, Danny. —- Suzanne
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We are in a state of perpetual violence in our country and in the world, it seems!
You story made me deeply sad, and the powerful contrasts you created added life and deathto your narration.
(Sorry about my late response to your story! My computer is kaput, and I’m borrowing my husband’s. The Apple Store Genius Bar will be happy with my upcoming expenses!)
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A powerfully narrated, heart-breaking vision of that awful day in Orlando.
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Well captured Danny.
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Too real, that’s for sure. Good one.
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Sadly, such a vivid reflection of reality.
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Wow.Too real.
Randy
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I expected where you would take us already from the title…
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Well written take on a real life tragedy.
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Thanks for the kind words.
DJ
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To me actions like these, are the acts of cowards, it is pure cowardice to kill those who have no means to defend themselves.
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A sad but real tale.
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Unfortunately I’m afraid we’ll have to get used to these sorts of incidents. Psst Did you mean *strobe light*?
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Yikes! I did mean strobe light. Thanks for the catch and I will edit the post.
DJ
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I’ve got your back 😉
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