It’s Panda, Miss Dementia If You’re Nasty

After moving to this new city, Dominique spent every night for 3 weeks driving through the streets, stopping to walk down alleyways, searching for the symbol on a doorway. The symbol and what it represented had been a huge part of her life for years now, and she wasn’t sure how long she could last without it. She knew that every city had one, it was just a matter of tracking down the group that hid itself from all outsiders.

She had been introduced to the symbol four cities ago by her ex-girlfriend. Dom had been just a naive, raw thing then. How much had changed since then…

Dom was losing hope of finding her much-needed fortress, thinking that this may be the ONE city where it didn’t exist, just about to give up her search, when on the 23rd night of searching, she found it. It wasn’t even hidden in an alley, it was just skillfully hidden amongst the letters of a burnt-out neon sign in what looked to be a long-abandoned building.

Dom quickly pulled down the next side street and parked, then stepped out of her car, pulling her long coat tightly around her. She hurried to the backside of the abandoned building where she found the same symbol on the back door. She did THE knock and waited. A minute later, she heard a faint knock back and she knew she had finally found it.

She stripped off her long coat, revealing to the unseen watching eyes that she belonged there. The door swung open and the thick smells of incense and sex poured out and drew her naked form, with the symbol etched into her flesh, through it. Dom was finally home.

This week’s Microfantasy Monday was “Symbols,” brought to us, as always, by the incomparable Sweltering Celt. Go check out the other submissions here!