image: Jim Fell
This piece of microfiction (140 of a possible 200 words) is written for Jane Dougherty ‘s Microfiction Challenge #2: Burning Angel based on the above photograph and key word.
We called ourselves Avenging Angel planning on gradually building our virtual angel on-line accompanied by applicable bible verses. Show up the local hypocrites. Fingers made his living hacking; he easily accessed the internet accounts of those targeted to receive our virtual Wickerman* pastiche.
Each day, the virtual wooden angel grew. The hypocrites kept finding themselves on our facebook or blog pages no matter where they wanted to go. We outlined their transgressions, each day adding a bit more to their individual hells. On Solstice, we would burn the angel like some ancient ritual and release the flood of information we had gathered.
Except, we woke up a real Avenging Angel. So, the moment we struck our virtual match, a real match scratched against the box. Flames lapped up the accelerant, doors and windows were blocked. It was the Wickerman after all.
*(spoiler re end of movie) Wickerman is the name of a movie in which, as part of a pagan ritual, a huge man is constructed of wicker. The hero, a policeman, is put inside the structure. He comes to as the wickerman is torched. The end. The British 1973 film is far better than the 2004 Nicholas Cage version. Still one of the creepiest, scariest movies. I like my scary movies low on gore and high on suspense. The ending is amazing.