FLASH FICTION -- Tell a story in 101 words or less.
Giselle was desperate in a capital “D” sort of way. Her options were limited and time was rapidly running out. How it had come to this she couldn’t say. Did it even matter? Faced with a certain set of facts there was only one logical conclusion. Three stories up -- with the fire climbing the walls and thick, black and acrid smoke billowing throughout the apartment – Giselle’s options were reduced to the basics: stay where she was and die a fiery death or jump and hope for the best. On her way down she thought: “Eight more lives to go!”