Jumping Jesus on a pogo stick, I actually finished this one early. Apparently the Mayan apocalypse is going to be six months late because the world's ending tonight, folks.
Two reasons why: reason the first, Memorial Day is going to eat this weekend so I wanted to finish this week's story quick. Reason numero dos, I've been wanting to do one of Chuck Wendig's flash fiction challenges for a while now but kept spacing on the deadlines because that's the way I roll.
998 words, or thereabouts. I took the first random link the generator gave me: cowardly conjurer seeks revenge.