It was enigmatic to hear the sound of a saxophone emanating from deep inside the forest. As if hearing a siren’s song, I was inexplicably drawn to the sound.
I slowly made my way to the source of the music and saw a solitary man in a clearing, staring into the distance, playing the saxophone. He either didn’t notice me or chose to ignore me. He just continued to play.
I walked up to him and tapped his arm. He stopped playing, looked at me, and said, “I am your last resort.”
I was filled with fear. It was surreal.
(100 words)
Written for this week’s 100 Word Wednesday prompt from Bikurgurl. Also for these daily prompts: Your Daily Word Prompt (enigmatic), The Daily Spur (resort), Ragtag Daily Prompt (fear), and Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (surreal).