Felt like writing microfiction. Enjoy this 100-word story.

Title: Bali

As soon as I landed on Bali, I felt something was off. Was it the idol that greeted me at the airport? I’ll be honest, that thing terrified me. Maybe it was all the others that dotted the streets of this island. Of course, they are things made by human hands. They have no power. I accept that. Even so, I felt something weird, something on a spiritual level. Or maybe that was just my traveler’s diarrhea; even so, that I got that from KFC was not at all reassuring. Either way, I just wanted to get out of here.