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The Pink Light
by Agatha C. Tea
|prompt photo by epic mahoney|
“Hullo, is that young Constable Parkin? Sergeant Mahoney here, I think we have a problem in the field near Tweeksbury. Yes, a problem. Strange coloured lights here by the phone box, and an orange glow over the town. Better track down that London chap who was here enquiring about UFOs this afternoon. I know we pooh-poohed his questions, but perhaps we should have paid more attention. He did say the prime minister and the army were looking into it, but we sent him off with a flea in his ear. No, no, I didn’t say you should flee from here, I said ‘a flea’...oh, never mind. If I hurry, I might catch him before his train leaves. No, no, I didn’t say he trains leaves. How can you train a leaf? I said...hullo? Hullo? Constable Parkin? Are you there, man? Hullo? He must have hung up. That pink light is getting quite bright now, I’d better be on my...”