Flash Fiction Challenge: There Is No Exit

Last night, I had a dream — no, no, not the one with Mrs. Butterscotch and the strap-on dildo covered in spray cheese. This one was a dream in which a phrase figured prominently:

There is no exit.

I don’t know why.

I don’t know what it means.

It probably doesn’t mean anything, because dreams are just your brain’s way of pooping.

Anyway.

I thought it would make a very good flash fiction challenge.

So, incorporate that phrase —

“There is no exit”

— into the story. Either as a title, a line of dialogue, a theme, whatever.

Go forth and tell the story.

Length: ~1000 words

Due by: July 14th, Friday, noon, EST

Post at your online space, then give us a link so we can read it.