Hi again. Welcome to another Six Sentence Sunday in which I regale you with a selection of sentences (all related!) from my A-Z of Flash Fiction. This week its ‘Q’ and the trigger word is ‘quasar.’
This is a fun, short piece about when I used to work at the local Quasar… by some known as Laser Quest. 
~A shot in the back could end it all….
One life lost.
I spun around, mouth already open to curse the child who caught me in the back, but no more remained than a single trainer vanishing around the corner.
I grunted, preparing to go on my way again when yet another zinger took me in the back. Quicker this time, I spun around, meaning to return fire, when I remembered that my gun was useless for three seconds after taking a hit.
The kid, short, sandy haired, no more than eight years old, smirked at me and raised his gun again. He took aim.
And it really was like that. I couldn’t shoot for toffee. o.O
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