Sunday Photo Fiction – 29 December – Virtual Death Versus the Real Thing

Sunday is the beginning of another weekly invitation from Alastair to open our imagination and tell the world what we see in his photo prompt. There is always several rich stories that flow from this interesting photographic offering. If you fancy a short adventure add your 200 words or less and join the fray.


A pair of twenty-something university pals climbed into the World War II era bunker and began to imagine the moments spent here by their ancestors.

“It is too bad we were not around,” Hugh announced.

“I know, right! We would have ruled and shut the war down in the first year.”

“What are you talking about? If not for the Americans dropping their bloody atom bombs the war could have dragged on interminably.”

“Mate as good as we are with the war games on your game systems we could have easily swept the field.”

“There is only one little issue,” Hugh pointed out.


“Think about how many times we have died on my war games!”

“Yes, well, there is that!” Bart agreed. 



About Joe Owens

Can you tell from my writing I love God? I hope so because that is what I want you to know most about me. I am also a writer who loves taking on fiction prompts and crafting a story. One day you will read my work in print. Until then enjoy it here! For free!
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4 Responses to Sunday Photo Fiction – 29 December – Virtual Death Versus the Real Thing

  1. Lyn says:

    Great story, Joe. I thought for a moment, they were going to be “zapped” some place else. Sadly, not enough words to go there 🙂

  2. lovely, reality and fantasy. How different they are. Well done Joe.

  3. J. Milburn says:

    Ha! I’m glad Hugh realized there was a difference at least 😉 Respawn points are called “hospitals” and they don’t quite work the same way!

  4. Al says:

    Hahaha Love it. So many kids think that nowadays

    I had to explain to my son (with Asperger’s Syndrome) that war isn’t the same. Getting shot doesn’t mean you hide until the blood clears from the screen.

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