“Looks like he was up to something Bill.”
Detective William Robert slowly pans his flashlight across the field. “Tell me Earl, does the grass look matted down over there?”
“It sure is Bill Bob.” Once again Detective Robert dismisses his partner’s dull wit.
“Hey Earl, go stand by that stump, I wanna see something.”
Earl imitates a little girl skipping in the spotlight. “Anything for you Billy Bob.” Without emotion, Detective Robert whiteness’ Earl’s demise in the sticky, alien grass. “Beh, Beh, Billllll, help Bill help! I can’t move, I’m stuck real bad Bill!!”
Case Status: Unsolved
Detective William Robert
– 100 words –
Written as part of the Friday Fictioneers challenge hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields (more details HERE). The idea is to write a short story of 100 words based on the photo prompt (above). To read stories of 100 words based on this week’s prompt, visit HERE. PHOTO PROMPT © Ted Strutz
Living In Eternity 
Well I don’t blame Detective Robert for his lack of emotion in this case.
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Thanks for taking the time and reading “Bad Grass Bill.” I wonder if it’s possible to track alien spoor?
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