The First One

The following short story is written for Friday Fictioneers.


PHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot

Don’t be afraid. Your not going to be the first for goodness sakes. Thousands of people have survived and lived to tell about it.

I wait until no one is at the desk. The light from the ceiling seems to form a spotlight directly on me. It follows me as I approach the grand circular counter. All the horrors of a Steven King novel come rushing into my mind. I know somewhere behind lies that crazy clown from the movie “It”.

I focus all my energy and utter my request. “I would like to apply for a library card please.”