Sadje has tagged with a rather intriguing picture!
Thank you so much, I love doing these!!
It all came down to timing.
Get it wrong and you were toast.
The old man on the late shift had been slacking and smoking one of his fat cigars.
Now the flames kept them going as he was stuck leaning against 6, 7, and 8, the time of his demise, for eternity. Smoking had certainly been detrimental to his health as he resembled the burnt ash of his habit.
Another guy was hurriedly walking past 9 hoping to make it to 12 and the bright side. The beast of the fire was hot on his heels and about to pounce.
Damn. The signal lights were on red. He could not move and had to wait.
He laughed out loud.
Time waits for No Man sprang to mind and yet here he was waiting for Time.
He could feel the heat as the burning tongues edged towards him. As long as he stayed within the shimmering beam of the 5 o’clock shadow, he was safe.
Or so he thought.
The lights weren’t changing and he felt his transition time had run out.
Who to tag now I wonder.
This is my choice of picture from pixaby.com
No obligation of course, and should you wish to choose our own picture afterwards and tag three more participants, please do.