Red Haze

Photo prompt courtesy Sue Vincent

Pablo watched aghast as the streets of his beloved town ran red.

In the chaos and panic, he started wandering aimlessly, trying to look for his Papi and Mami, but they were nowhere to be seen.

He suddenly thought of something, and ran inside his casa, but even his Abuela, who would have killed to protect him, was gone.

He walked out in a daze, when suddenly, something hit him on the head, and he fell down. He looked up, and saw that even the sky seemed to be aflame, it was as if a red filter had been applied to the entire world.

“Get up, you sissy,” someone shouted at Pablo. He slowly got up, and shook his head to clear the red haze. Out of the corner of his eyes, he could now see what he was looking for.

He bent down, picked it up, and with a violent heave, threw it towards the voice. Pablo watched in satisfaction as the object hit Alejandro bang in the centre of his eyes, felling him with one stroke.

And La Tomatina festival this year witnessed the birth of a new hero!


Written in response to Sue Vincent’s  #writephoto Prompt – Aflame.




About anuragbakhshi

At the age of 40, I decided to exit the corporate world, and enter the world of stories as a full-time writer. Wish me luck!
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8 Responses to Red Haze

  1. Sue Vincent says:

    Another surprising twist 🙂

  2. Pingback: Red Haze ~ Anurag Bakhshi #writephoto | Sue Vincent's Daily Echo

  3. willowdot21 says:

    Great ending 💜💜

  4. Pingback: Photo prompt round-up: Aflame #writephoto | Sue Vincent's Daily Echo

  5. Invictus says:

    You build a slow, nice twist! Very nice…

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