Water Torture

The Dark Netizen started a new weekend flash fiction challenge. Tons of fun, do check it out.

Nirean watched the droplet form. With excruciating slowness it grew larger, heavier, dangling precariously. Inevitably gravity won out and drop fell gathering speed and landing with a huge plop into the puddle already forming. At the same time, water gathered as another droplet began to form.

Nirean looked around the room for some kind of weapon. Anything to release her from this torturous slow death. Water torture was an ugly thing. She must not let it win. She must hold on, there had to be a solution. Something she’d overlooked.

She sighed, and mentally rechecked the things she’d tried so far.

** Take the tap apart — check
** Replace the ceramic disc — check
** Drip, drip, drip
** Replace the rubber washer — check
** Drip, drip, drip
** Reassemble tap — check
** Drip, drip, drip
** Tighten handle
** Drip, drip, drip

Arrrhhhh!! Nirean wanted to scream but if she did she might never stop. No, don’t call the plumber, give it one. more. go.

Word count 171

Till next time ~Peace  ~JPP