[This is a continuation of last week’s FF story, I Haven’t a Clue.]
“Ms. Scarlet!” cried the Professor. The rest of the group gasped.
“No, you’re wrong, It wasn’t me!” Scarlet yelled defensively. Turning, she fled the kitchen.
“After her,” shouted the Colonel, charging behind her. The remaining group stared at each other blankly for several moments. Then they rushed from the room and into the hallway.
“Crash!” The loud noise echoed from the Ballroom. The group piled in to see Colonel Mustard standing next to the lifeless body of Ms. Scarlet, who was pinned under a large chandelier.
“What did you do?” shrieked Mrs. White.
“It wasn’t me!” protested the Colonel.
“If not you, then who?” asked the Professor curiously.
[This is my entry into this weeks Friday Fictioneers challenge hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Use the photo prompt to create a short story in 100 words or less.]
Word Count: 98
~V
The Well of Fiction 
The Colonel was chasing her so it was him! I love how you have used the characters of “Clue.”
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Perhaps… Or perhaps not! I suspect you may find out more next week. (A story arc developed in my head today for these “Clue” stories so I figured, “Eh, why not?” More to come.
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Cute idea!
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How fun! I want to break out the board games, now.
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Yay, Cluedo fan fiction! (Or “Clue” as I believe it’s called in the US.)
Very good 🙂 I haven’t played Cluedo for years.
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Dear Voice,
Lawdy, Ms. Scarlett, I haven’t a clue. Col. Mustard better have a better alibi.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Curious 🙂 Wondering what the next picture will have in store.
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I’m wondering about that too. 😉
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Clue turns into The Ten Little Indians by Agatha Christie; soon there will be one or none? Can’t wait for the next edition.
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