Trace Vance

Amy snapped her twenty-fifth picture of the sun setting over the mountains across from her. She had pulled her car up to one of the many observatory areas. The observatory consisted of a little bit of concrete on top of a mountain side looking out to the setting sun. If one were to fall off the observatory, it would be a one hundred and twenty thousand feet roll, or fall, to the bottom of the rocky mountain. 

Amy snapped her thirtieth picture of the landscape. She switched the camera to her picture library to see if any of the pictures she took were any good.

“Not bad for an amateur like myself.” Amy spook as she clicked though her digital library. She switched it back to the camera shutter, and started to snap some more pictures. She clicked three more pictures, and then a beeping noise started to come from her camera. It was a sharp electronic beeping noise. Amy started to examine her camera.

“Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep.” The camera cried.

“What’s going on.” Amy whined as she looked through the camera’s menus. She could see that there was plenty of memory space left, and the battery still had over 70% left. There was no reason for any noise to come from the camera, let along a loud beeping one.

Amy, out of frustration that nothing else was working, pulled out the camera’s battery. She flipped the bottom flap open, and the rectangular battery fell out onto the palm of her hand. 

“Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep.” The camera continued.

Amy stared at the camera with a confused expression on her face. She looked at the camera, and looked at the camera’s battery in her other hand.

“What the heck.” Amy asked the camera.

“Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep.” The camera replied. The noise was now starting to grad on Amy’s ears.

“Shut up!” Amy screamed at the camera

“Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep.” The Camera screamed back at her. The noise seemed to grow louder with every passing second. It now seemed impossible for the little camera to produce such a loud noise.

“SHUT UP!” Amy screamed again. She then, without giving it much thought, threw her camera down the side of the mountain. Amy watched as the camera divided itself into several smaller pieces of camera. She watched the dozen or so pieces of the camera reach the bottom of the mountain. Unlike she hopped, the Beeping noise remained at the same volume.

“Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep.” The noise continued, but not from the camera. While Amy was looking down the mountain, she realized that the noise was no longer coming from the camera. The noise was now coming from her pants pocket.

 Amy reached into her pocket, and pulled out her smart-phone. At this point Amy was frustrated at the noise. The beeping noise drove itself into her head, and rattled around inside her brain. Amy, without even checking her phone, threw it down the mountain. 

The phone rolled down the side of the rocky mountain. The screen shattered off the body of the phone, revealing the electronic innards of the smart-phone. The phone, and the spider-webbed shattered screen, ended up with the camera at the bottom of the mountain.

“Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep.” The noise continued even louder than before. The noise was now filling up her eardrums with its electronic annoyance. Amy now felt like she was going crazy. No, she was convinced that she was going crazy.

“WHERE IS IT? It wasn’t my camera. It wasn’t my phone. What is it?” Amy asked screaming. She turned around from the mountain side, and looked at her car. She then realized that the noise was now emitting from her car. She ran for the driver side door.

Amy climbed into her car, and started the engine up. The car cranked to life as the beeping noise continued to emit somewhere inside of it. Amy, now going completely mad from the beeping, put the car into drive.

“If this wont stop it, NOTHING WILL!” She floored the gas pedal, and steered her car in the direction of the observatory’s drop off. The car raced closer and closer to the mountain side with each second. When the car was less than twenty feet from the drop off, Amy started to open her door. 

Her plan was to drive her car to the mountain side, and then jump out at the last second. That, however, was not what happened. Amy pulled on the door handle, and the door, to Amy’s horror, remained closed. Amy turned to look at the door, and tugged on the handle again. It still remained closed. Amy started to try again, but then she felt her car drop down.

Amy, with eyes wide open with pure fear and regret, looked out of the front window and saw that she had reached the end of the observatory. She quickly looked back to the rear window and watched as her car seeded off the side of the mountain.

“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.” Amy screamed as her car started to roll at seventy miles an hour. While she was screaming, the beeping still continued.

“Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep.” The noise laughed at Amy. 

Amy looked out the front window. She watched as the car raced closer to the bottom of the mountain. Fifty, forty, thirty, twenty, now Amy was only ten feet away from the rocky mountain’s base, and she was still going at fifty miles an hour.

The front of the car crashed into one of the rocks at the bottom of the mountain. It was then that Amy found out where the Beeping was coming from.


Amy jumped up from the mattress of her comfortable bed. She looked around her cozy room, and the beeping noise still continued, but she was easily able to track its origin now. Amy, sighed, and, without looking, reached over to her night stand. Her alarm clock was where the beeping noise had originated. The beeps had worked their way into Amy’s dreams. 

Amy clicked the snooze button down on her alarm clock. She then rolled over to her right side, and went back to sleep.