Cheesecake

“Ha! Got the little blood sucker,” Jim said, wiping the blood from his forearm. “Bastard didn’t even know what hit him. Got a piece of me though. I hope these mosquitoes in Sri Lanka don’t carry that one disease. What is it—East River, right? Yeah. East River.”

“Yeah sure.” Jane was transfixed by the cheesecake in front of her. “Do you think it’s safe to eat? I mean, I don’t want to ruin my Barbie good looks.” She opened her makeup compact and contorted her face examining herself.

Jim sipped his whiskey and stared out from the balcony of the hotel. “You know what this place reminds me of? King Kong’s island. It’s just so wild. You have kids playing in the streets with rusted out Tonkas and not 200 feet away there’s the jungle, wild as can be. I can just imagine Indiana Jones is hacking through thick vines on the way to investigate some ancient king’s sarcophagus inside a ruined temple or something.”

“That’s great, babe,” Jane said as she slipped the foil off a stick of gum and stuck it in her mouth. “There’s definitely something wrong with that cheesecake. I’m not eating it.”


This was written using a bank of words taken from Kanye West’s “Monster.” The goal is to create a flash fiction story using as many words from the list as you can. Give it a shot!

Blood Sucker
Cheesecake
Barbie
Sarcophagus
King Kong
Sri Lanka
Tonka