The concert hall- Flash story

The guitar was caught in flames and the jazzfunk notes started to fade away from the stage. The astonished musician raced towards the emergency exit and he managed to get out almost without a scratch. Some mindless fan must have uncorked his emotions by throwing an improvised lantern in the direction of the stage. This hippy had proven his manhood by an act of vandalism.

Now that their star was gone, the concert looked quite dull to the fans, although the lack of music was quite irrelevant to their euphoria. Their spinning heads wandered around for a few more minutes, breathing in the happiness of their carefree though lonesome pastime. Their want of responsibilities to fulfill or other places to be at the moment ended up being their trap. Theirs was a car without wheels skidding onto the curb of death.

When the dust of what had been the concert hall finally settled and the tragic candle was at last put out by the firemen, they found all the incinerated bodies around the stage. None of the fans had abandoned their idol´s temple.


I'm a writer born in Argentina, but currently living in Poland. I work as an English and French teacher, translator and copywriter.

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