Friday Flash Fiction: On the Road to Hell
This week, Chuck Wendig gave us two themes: 1. Doing a good thing sometimes means being evil. 2. The road to Hell is paved with good intentions. We were supposed to pick one. I picked the second, and I think I found that they are really the same thing. Or maybe I didn't pick what I thought I did. Anyway, the protagonist of this one has unleashed more than was bargained for. The Road to Hell All I ever wanted was to save the world. I mean that quite literally. I wasn’t out cleaning up beaches or trying to prevent the last melting of the polar ice sheets. I was trying to prevent the total destruction of the biosphere. All of which is to say: I had never been a tree-hugger, or any other kind of do-gooder. That might have been part of the problem. In any case, I’d never given the environment a great deal of thought until fate rubbed my nose in it. It started with what I took to be a side-effect of too much time spent playing a computer game. Anyway, at the time, I was sure it was a gam...