I received the notice by email, “Last chance to get away in 2015. Great cruise deals to Mexico.” I had not heard of this cruise line before. They must have gotten my email address from other travel companies I have used. The price was too good to pass up. It was better than showing up at my dead end job on Monday. It would be great to see the beach at Cabo. I called in sick and booked an exterior cabin. I took the motion sickness pill my friend recommended before embarking. I woke up in my cabin late that night. I had slept through the Special Welcome Dinner and was starved. Maybe there was still a snack bar open somewhere on board. I was walking on the deck when I saw a dark figure ahead. “Hello,” I called out timidly, ” do you know where I can find a late meal?” He turned around slowly and said, “No, but now I know where my next meal is coming from.” Are those fangs?
This is my contribution to Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers hosted by the gracious Priceless Joy. Image courtesy of Sonja-Only 100 Words.