Jimmy bought the storage unit at auction, sight unseen. A risky move on his part but Jimmy was a gambler. This time, he hit the jackpot. The unit overflowed with priceless antiques and Jimmy could almost smell the money.
In the back, a strange glowing object caught Jimmy’s attention. Must be a lamp, he thought. Until he remembered: there was no electricity in the unit. His reached out his hand. The orb felt cold.
The manager found Jimmy the next day. Dead, just like the last guy. Unit N26 was cursed, but third times a charm, so the manager hoped.
Friday Fictioneers is a weekly challenge to write a complete story in 100 words or less based on a photo prompt. Thanks to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for hosting this challenge and Sandra Crook for this week’s prompt.