This is Drabbletober, the podcast of tiny fiction.

Hello, and welcome to Drabbletober. This is episode 22, for Tuesday the 22nd of October 2024, and I'm Elizabeth Guilt.

Your one-hundred word story for the day is:

Yo Ho Ho

The last visitor trudged reluctantly into the lashing rain, and Nigel rolled down the shutters. He rested his forehead against the window, enjoying the brief moments of peace.

There was a crash from the main exhibition hall, then muffled swearing.

He drew a deep breath.

"It's ok," he shouted, "they've gone".

Stormy nights were always the loudest. By the time he'd turned the corner, he could hear at least three shanties and a concertina.

The preserved fishing smack rocked on its hydraulic supports, grey figures spilling from the decks.

Nigel sighed, and went to the museum store room for rum.

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In my head, this is how all museums work.

If you're a museum curator, please don't write in!

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Take care, everyone, and I'll see you tomorrow for episode 23.

https://www.elizabethguilt.com/drabbletober/episode22