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Ronnie Johnston

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Feb, 2026

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Contagious

Contagious He rushed into the building, jogging towards the elevators, just as it started to close. “Hold the elevator, please!” he called out, desperate. Just before it shut, a hand shot out and forced it back open. He stepped in and off to the right, nodding to the man; he was older, in an expensive suit, relaxed and smiling. “Thank you for that,” he said, breathless. “Of course, what floor?” “The top, 13… oh,” he responded, noticing the button was already lit. “I, uh, guess we’re going the same way,” “So it appears,” the man said, holdin...

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Survivor

Trigger Warnings: Sexual violence is discussed, though not shown. Violence and gore are shown. Survivor He sighs, packing up his limited supplies. This has been a good safehouse, but it’s time to move on. After packing his bag, he dons his gear, shoulders the pack and picks up his rifle. The straps of his facemask keep his shoulder-length hair back, keeping the unkempt mess out of his eyes. He checks out the peepholes he installed, all around the cabin, making sure it’s clear before he leaves. He still exits with his rifle at the ready, mov...

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The Door

He spits out a mouthful of blood, only noticing the tooth that went with it due to the sound it makes hitting the floor. He turns his head to the left, then closes his left eye, finally able to get a clear view of it - or, them; multiple teeth lie on the floor. ‘So be it,’ Mikkel thinks. He turns his face back to front, opening his eye, allowing the red haze to stain his vision again, making everything blurry. He attempts to get up off his hands and knees, but his right knee gives out when he tries to put weight on it, sending him sprawling ...

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The Phone Call

Weekly Contest #342

“Hello?” “Hi.” silence “It’s, uh-” “I know who it is. Why are you calling?” “Look, I, uh …” sighs deeply “I don’t really know how to do this, I just-” “What do you want?” “Mostly, just to say I’m sorry. To see how you are, to see how they are. It’s been a long time.” “Not long enough.” “Well, I … just, I’m sorry. I know I hurt you all. I broke your trust. And I understand there’s no going back.” “Well, as long as you understand that, I guess.” “I know you’re upset, but your sarcasm isn’t helping. If you just want me to hang up, so you can go...

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The Price of a Good Deed

Weekly Contest #341

The Price of a Good Deed I can’t believe I’m back here. That thought crosses his mind as he walks into the building and approaches the desk, his bag in hand. It’s empty at the moment, so he takes a look around. The all-too-familiar sight causes a physical ache. People have already noticed him, several walking over.“Do I know you?”He turns to face the questioner and scoffs. “Oh, fuck off.”The guy laughs. “Well, I won’t say it’s good to see you, but welcome back.” Patting him on the back, he adds, “Get settled in, then we’ll get together, cook...

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