SPF: Life goes on

Once again, if one myself apologising for the place this photo prompt took me. A bit dark, I know, but seeing a position from high up just made the story pop into my head.

Taking a deep breath, I walked up to the reception of the hotel. “I want to see the Paddock suite.”

The young man on reception winced at the name. “We don’t call it that, ma’am.” He looked down the piece of paper in front of him which I know contained the names of the detectives that were allowed to go into the room. “Can I see your ID please?”

Smiling, I handed over my ID and waited patiently while he checked it against his list. Eventually, he waved his hand in a way that gave me permission to continue.

“Do you need directions?” He asked me politely.

“I know how to get there.” I walked away and made my way towards the lifts that would carry me up to the 32nd floor. I grimaced at the hallway peppered with bullet holes as I walked with the confidence I did not feel.

There was nothing left in the room itself apart from the furniture and some of which showed evidence of the attacks. I looked out of the broken window and noticed everybody was just carrying on with life as if nothing had happened.

It seemed strange that was even possible.

Written for Sunday photo fiction


10 thoughts on “SPF: Life goes on

  1. Well, to be fair, how often does this sort of shooting occur in any one location? Las Vegas has a fairly high crime rate, and having spoken with someone who lived in that city just a few years back, it’s much, much worse than I remember it. Still, as you say, life goes on. If it didn’t, we’d all be perpetually having anxiety attacks and paralyzed by our own fears. We have to go on if we expect to live.

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