You’ve been kidnapped and given a choice: would you rather be stranded on an island, dropped into an unknown forest, or locked in a strange building?
Photographers, artists, poets: show us CHOICE.
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Daily Prompt: Captive’s Choice
Life is all about the choices we make. Choices are like forks in the path of life, they always bring a sense of anxiety before, “should I choose this or that?” and a sense of doubt after, “what if I made the wrong choice?” Some choices are difficult while others are easy and then there are the choices that we never chose; they chose us.
Unfortunately, making choices has never been easy for me. To me, the idea of being “stranded” anywhere smacks of being “stuck” and it’s never nice to be “stuck”. The first thought that comes to mind is, “escape”. So the real question for me is not where I would rather be stranded but which of the three options would offer me the greatest opportunity to escape? An island, a forest or a strange building?
I must say while the idea of languishing on an island sounds more agreeable, I know I would find myself on wits end on finding an escape. I am neither a good swimmer nor daring enough to try tying myself to a dolphin’s back in order to escape. What’s worse I am a vegetarian, what would I eat?
So a forest? With an ample supply of flora one should think that may not be a bad option for a vegetarian like myself. But what about the animal life? Are there snakes, lions, bears in that forest that could turn me into a “happy meal”? I do not see myself as the bow and arrow kind of gal who should be able to survive by hunting predators. So that’s out.
That leaves me with the last option. The idea of being locked up in a strange building. Shudder. I am thinking “I am a Legend” with Will Smith. Shudder again. However, it may just offer me the greatest chance for an escape. Consider the worst possibility; the building had been abandoned years ago. However that only means it was inhabited at one time? There must be abandoned things inside I may potentially use for survival. One thing is for certain, it has to be on the human radar. Possibly even close to human civilization?
I would first try to break out of the cell my abductors abandoned me in. Then look for a telegraph machine or a radio that I could use to send out a Morse code. Any four walls would do fine to save me from the forces of nature. A rope to escape with, forsaken derelicts to burn a fire and some old tins of food. No not my idea of a perfect vacation, but enough to keep me in the business of survival!
I will say, dreary as the option to be marooned in a strange building sounds, there are worse places to be stuck in…the human mind for instance… Now there is a thought? I am thinking a sci-fi suspense? What says?
Your opening statement is perfect – “Life is all about the choices we make”. Well written!
Thank you 🙂