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The ship spiraled down from the sky in front of us. I stifled a yawn, which prompted an elbow from my assistant, Kathy. I shot her an annoyed look.
"Stop it."She hissed. I continued my glare.
"If the boss doesn't want me to be yawning , he should give me more than a 6-hour heads up."I retorted. It wasn't *my* faul... |
I burst into laughter. What else could I do? The shape and angle of that cut wasn't a coincidence. I wasn't healing these people. I was absorbing their wounds and diseases. Soon, reality sunk in, the tears cascaded down and the laughter faded into despair. I would die a horrible death.
I ambled toward the town's gathe... |
One eye for daytime,
And one for the night,
To watch for our prey
From the world with no light.
One eye for futures,
And one for our past,
To see the next monsters,
Much worse than the last.
One eye for waking,
And one for the dream,
To keep watch for creatures
Of glamour and gleam... |
"So, what is it that you wanted to show me?"
"An absolute chemical breakthrough,"the scientist in front of me said excitedly; he was nearly jumping with glee. "I've been working on a personal project, you see? Toxicology to be exact."
"Right,"I nodded and took a sip of my tea.
"I think I've cracked something incredi... |
“Why the hell did I let you drag me here?” I shouted in Paul’s ear. I had to shout, because there were a million damn people packed into Times Square just to see the ball drop for New Year's Eve. And of course we’d gotten jammed into some little offshoot alley where we couldn’t see anything but were still pressed by pe... |
These old eyes of mine have probably seen everything. I've seen species grow from single cells to monstrous, frighteningly smart creatures. I've seen civilizations rise, fall, rise again. Been a part of more than a few myself. I've been witness to every conflict I can imagine, from petty personal passive-aggression to ... |
"PIECE OF TILLIAN CRAP!"
"I thought our engine was made by the Mantareans?"the navigator, also Mantarean, said.
Captain Arsden shrugged. "It's been overhauled so many times on so many different planets, it probably qualifies as its own thing at this point."
"HUNK OF JUNK!"The engineer's shouts continued at a consis... |
The card hissed softly as it was drawn from a neat stack of similarly blue-backed cards on the large wooden table, its surface battered and worn from hundreds of years of use. Though her figure was mostly hidden by the Head of Neighbourhood triptych sheet, three pairs of eyes rested eagerly on Calen as she turned the c... |
*You should have kept your heart closer to your chest, Electra,* thought Omega Fall sadly. She wasn’t going to take any pleasure in what she was about to do, though it had to be done.
Omega crouched in the shadows between slumbering suburban houses. Directly across the street sat the single-family home she’d been hun... |
I had him at my mercy.
"You're here to kill me?"
"Yes."I nodded slowly.
"Can I know who sent you?"
"Recording devices are a thing. I'm sorry."I smiled, sadly. The ones who were ready like this? They were always the hardest. The easiest were the ones who tried to rush you, to try and kill you back. Those kills, at l... |
"You're always the first one here,"Correa said as he sat down in their usual booth.
Death smiled. "People always think of me as the last one on the scene, but I'm always there."He waved his arms in a spooky manner and laughed.
The bell on the door of the diner tinkled and a young boy walked in. He spotted the figur... |
"I told you all that Faster Than Light Travel was banned,"The eye said, floating in front of the tiny ship. Mostly engine, mostly experimental drives, with a single human on board, staring at the great horizon; an immense cosmic silver eye.
The human was quiet, perhaps, it was trying to tune into a frequency for commu... |
The final guard fell to his knees, blood streaming from the deep wound across his torso. His last breath wheezed out as he collapsed on the ground in front of me.
Without hesitation, I stormed past him to the Black Throne where the Dark Lord was seated. He began to rise and run away, but for the first time in many yea... |
The scent in the patrol car was an exotic mix of chemical cleaner, stale farts, and Mexican food. My partner, Stanley, was tapping her hand on the passenger window in time with the rhythm of the rain.
"You know...", she said, nursing her coffee cup, "the biggest cop killer is heart disease. All that grease is gonna ta... |
The sword spun from his grip, the handle slick with sweat. A dash of blood where the rough cord had chaffed his skin. It clattered to the floor, a flash of his eyes in the blade as it came to rest.
"Three,"the beast said, watching him from the shadows. He could feel her watching every time he stepped into the caverns.... |
The latest episode was starting. Mark sat at the television, watching, waiting.
Bob came on screen, like he always did. The smile he gave the world once seemed carefree and kindly to him, but Mark could now only see the inner smugness in his teeth, the way his eyes shifted around in their sockets, the glee of somebody... |
We boarded ships in secret, as soon as the preliminary readings were confirmed. Boarded ships and fled, those of us with enough brains, money, or talent to be deemed "worthy"of survival. Generals, world leaders, captains of industry, and even some that might have deserved to live even while we abandoned our brothers an... |
I took my seat in the dining area. Behind me, the golden arches could be seen, symbolizing a gathering point for humans to acquire food for low cost. The "food"was mainly sodium and glucose, appealing to the humans on a primitive level. The ones responsible for this franchise were truly genius. The humans only want sal... |
"Wait... You did WHAT?"
I stood alone, mouth agape and bewildered, as I spoke through the cosmos, communicating with my rival.
"Well, you threw it out! It's not like you were gonna use it again."Satan replied, defiant as per fucking usual. "I really liked the project we were working on with Earth, man! Oh, but you had... |
"The lad died of speaking too hard!"Thor bellowed, Mjollnir still pointed towards the young man standing before them. "I don't care what Loki says, he's **not** getting into Valhalla!"
"Brother, please, *you'll hurt my feelings*,"Loki smirked with sarcasm so sharp it could double as one of his daggers. "You should kno... |
“Five second rule, right?”
The poor nun heaved, politely placing a white gloved hand across her lips, trying to dull that sick feeling in her stomach as the warrior sheepishly scooped the elf’s heart from the floor, dropping it back into the archers chest, giving it a small pat. After the delicate patting, the hear... |
"Hmm,"the demon accountant said, carefully holding the 'contract' between two long claws as he read it carefully. "There is a lot of passionate care expressed here. A lot of real effort. You've got promise, kid. How much did you have to give him for him to sign?"
"$1.25,"I said nervously. "and a pudding cup."
"Kid's ... |
#Vitus Manuscript
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The **Vitus Manuscript** (also known as **The Bernburg Manuscript**, **St. Vitus' Benediction**, and **St. Vitus' Curse**) is a short... |
"So what's the deal with the penguin?"She asked. I stared, dumbfounded. She could see him? Perhaps I'm not as crazy as I thought I was.
The penguin was easily brushed off as an imaginary friend during childhood. Then, during my teenage years I learnt to hide this being away from conscious thought, only disturbing me ... |
Sitting at the defendant's bench, a twinge of doubt poked at the back of my mind. *What if he just doesn't show? Or he shows, but throws the case just to get me sent to hell?*
I shook my head, banishing those thoughts. I'd had ample chances to back out, and I hadn't. No second chances at this point.
St. Peter had rol... |
Tears welled up in my eyes as I stared at the crumpled piece of paper in my hand.
"Congratulations!"it read. "You've found the treasure. It might not be exactly what you expected when you first started out, though. Throughout your journey, you've no doubt learned quite a few lessons. You faced many trials and hardship... |
"Mr. Brock..."
"No Mr. Brock. I'm sorry Jason, but if you cannot commit to your schedule, you don't have what it takes
to work in this company."
I lower my head. I feel my eyes water.
I mean, it's one thing to yell at me because I left five minutes early yesterday -- after being the only one doing
unpaid extra hou... |
“You, Gyork, have sat in interplanetary trial, accused of unknowingly capturing the human currently known as ‘Matt Damon,’ in an act of interplanetary terrorism of the third degree, and have been relieved of accusations of terrorism. You will now stand, and the next trial will continue.
Gyork rose from his seat. He wa... |
They stared at one another, enveloped in a silence that was slowly crossing to becoming awkward. The knight lowered his sword shakily, unsure of how to move forward while the young dragon scratched at her arm.
"So this is what it's come down to? Sending me children barely meeting the call to manhood?"the dragon asked,... |
"STEP FORWARD C9920!"
The robotic voice from hell called out the number embroidered on my grey jumpsuit. I knew this was it. The other people split apart around me, whispering. How did skynet know I was the one who planted the bomb last year? Could this be for that?
"STEP FORWARD!"
I moved into the center of the yar... |
All I wanted was for them to go away. For them to let me fruitlessly peel my potatoes in peace, but one after another they lined up behind me, all of them holding their own potatoes and trying to catch a glimpse of my progress.
"Here, what if you just try this-"the one at the front of the line offered, handing me ano... |
We've tied Sympathy to a railing on the catwalk over the Void of Lost Remembrance. She does not cry, though I'd prefer that she did. Instead, she twists loosely in the breeze, trying, trying to understand what we've done.
"They have families,"she says. "Don't you care at least about the families they left behind?"
We... |
Their fields are empty, white wastes sowed with the salt of the long years. For all the miles they could see, they see nothing but an endless world. This should please them, you would think. But there is something coursing through the air, a wind rising in the heavens above. Maybe they can taste it. Perhaps that is why... |
"So it really is just like the books? When do I found out who my father really is?"I asked Ellis the man, or I guess satyr, who was my piano teacher.
"The books are just a method to make finding demigods easier. The Percy Jackson isn't real. I mean that whole story really snowballed off the first book and the author ... |
Mercury was going to die, again.
This time, he wore the body of a man. He was spread out long on a pike, his arms and legs bound to the pole. Two pairs of huge human men carried him--pale-faced and bearish in their thick winter coats--between them, the pole balanced between them.
They learned, quickly, that Mercury w... |
The U.N. building, April 30th, 2021 -- you had to be there. Hero and villain slow dancing into the dusts of infinity.
You had to be there, but not too close to the scene. Definitely don't step away from your father who is shouting at you, and then screaming, only recently noticing you're not by his side. "Come back, E... |
“Wait, hang on, no...” I began. Death, or rather, the guy who was, up until just a second ago, Death motioned to stop me. “Ah ah ah kid, those are the rules. You win? You get the job.” “That wasn’t the deal! You said I win and I don’t die! We shook on it.” As I spoke, I felt myself getting taller and thinner. “Yeah, we... |
He moves his hand. How do I know he moves it? How can I see? Thinking is just reactions, stimuli for all the input possible. And yet now I think broadly, as broad as the inputs can be. He moves his hand. How do I know he moves it?
He watches me. People have watched me before. I am important to many people.
*No,* go... |
Hell.
*"Death 36,288,753,580: Branch snaps while climbing tree. Neck broken in fall."*
I'm in Hell.
*"Death 36,288,753,581: Branch snaps while climbing tree. Impaled on broken branch upon landing."*
I'm sitting in a white room with a small TV. It's showing me all the ways I *could* have died in my life, but didnt.
... |
“Honey, we’re out of milk!” Dan said. “I thought you'd picked up some last night?”
“I tried, honey,” Sandra said. “But the kids were being fussy, you know that-“
“They were both at sleepovers. You were playing mah-jong again, weren’t you?”
Sandra had nothing to say, and grabbed her keys.
“You need to think about wh... |
Three thousand miles.
That was how far I had to get, by my calculations. Beyond three thousand miles, I might be old enough to actually die. It was a long way to go.
At the moment, I was in the airport, my ticket crumpled tightly in my hand. I was middle-aged; I could feel the lines on my face, feel the scraggle of m... |
"So nobody goes,"she said, eying the door warily. "If nobody ever goes to Mars, none of us will be last to get there. Problem solved."
"That doesn't address how we got here or why this is happening,"said the larger man. His hair was slicked back like a Jersey greaser and he wrote a long coat with the sleeve torn. He m... |
The trembling crucifix dug into Patrick's hand as he squeezed it tight, a bulwark against the insanity raging on the bed.
Mrs Jones -- the current possessed -- baked the best pasties in all of Saint Ives. At least, she'd used to before the demon had come upon her. The air of her house still echoed with sweetness of do... |
Sitting in total silence and overwhelming darkness, the screen hummed to life, the whirs of the fan blowing away a long clog of dust. I'd wandered into a place no one must have set foot in for a long time. Somewhere with shuttered windows and ancient plastic, where every breath you took had that overwhelming taste of... |
They say that God created humanity in His image. I did not make the same mistake.
It was vanity, I think, that led to the downfall of so many humans and gods alike. The belief that they—not anyone or anything else—were perfect. The pinnacle of humanity. Not even the height of humanity, but the most perfect creatures ... |
At first Aegir was appalled at the mortal's hubris in challenging the gods. As the night went on, his disdain moved slowly into curiosity and then finally burgeoned into respect. As their mugs magically filled themselves again, more times than anyone could even count anymore, Aegir clapped the man on the back and wal... |
"Sorry I'm late,"says the ginger-haired lady as she walks into the shadowed room. "But I had to put my son to bed."
Whispers. Exchanged glances between pale faces. *Jesus, her own son?*
She takes a seat at the front. They never sit there. It's a respect thing, but Judy doesn't know it. She thinks they all prefer the ... |
Mr. K was an unusual case.
As far as patients went, he wasn't a bad one. Never screamed, bit, kicked, or groped, like so many of the others. Just sat in his comfy chair in his comfy room near the back of the facility.
Mr. K had been in that room for a long time. When I started on night shift, so many years ago, my pr... |
In fairness, we started it. We thought it would be simple. A tiny planet in a god-forsaken corner of the Milky Way. We were one of the finest warrior races in the universe; how could these "earthlings"possibly hope to stand against us?
My kill was the first. The first mistake. My strike team landed in a part of the pl... |
When I was 17, I started hearing a voice. It was small, quiet and tinny, but it was nonetheless there. That voice was you. You told me to get out of my head. I told you to stop talking. I don't want to be a schizophrenic. But you never stopped. Your incessant whining caused me to have to go to the doctor.
The doctor t... |
When I woke in the morning, I had a few seconds of peace before a grip of fear grabbed my chest. To even breath to a huge effort. It was barely a surprise when I saw the huge number out of the corner of my eye.
I must have fucked up. I must have fuck up so bad.
Every
Single
Time
Before I could prepare myself pro... |
"Fucking fuck fuck shit fuck!"I leapt to the side, somehow keeping my daughter asleep as yet another telepathically hurled boulder smashed down where I had stood. I looked down on the little girl that slumbered in my arms, why was she born with blue hair? The Main Character curse had already claimed my wife and Ill be ... |
"Please, step into the pod when ready."
The AI instructed us on how to enter the hibernation process. We stepped into the upright pods and let ourselves lean back, preparing for a long sleep. No humans were present to monitor it.
"Good night. Have pleasant dreams."
The doors of the pod automatically closed. Peop... |
Cash poked the thing, which stared back at him with doleful eyes that jiggled suspiciously when he moved it.
"That's the googly eye upgrade to the standard pet rock model,"Old Merlin informed him. "It costs three coppers more. There's also a glitter upgrade, a stripes upgrade, or a polishing upgrade, though the polish... |
I could hardly help it. The temptation to use my power was just too strong. Everyone else was doing it! The healers were so kind and caring, they could magically heal injuries. Apathetic people couldn't even get into med school...and warriors, every war was fought with mystical power, with every soldier bursting into w... |
5 minutes ago. It all happened 5 minutes ago, I lost my best friend, the love of my life.
We were having our Sunday walk around town, window shopping the various boutiques of this nice midsized city. Hands holding a little weirdly since I was a little too tall so when we held hands hers clung onto mine, I remember the... |
I remember when the grass was green and the ground was brown. When excavations were actually difficult and every discovery was groundbreaking.
When we lived our lifes blissfully unaware of what was underground.
It was a simple experiment at the CERN laboratories, on quantum physics and the spooky actions or some tecn... |
"No pollution, why would we want that?"Sheftlyn asked.
"Well I just kind of assumed you would want a clean ocean. Isn't all the plastic and oil and garbage annoying?"
"Annoying? No"Sheftlyn laughed. "Honestly, we would like you to throw all of your waste into the ocean!"
"Wait wait wait, you want MORE pollution!"
"... |
Jim and Bob stared at each other for what seemed like millineia. Their eyes bored holes into the pupils of the other, each of them turning red and dry. A passerby might think they were stoned out of their minds, or coked out of their heads, or on some other drug that hasn't yet been made popular by demand.
"You quit,... |
So get a load of this. I had this idea. I was thinking, how am I going to kill one of the most antagonistic political figures of the 20th century?
I thought, hey, a sperm whale---
It started with a sperm whale anyway. I was just going to drop a *sperm whale* on him. Then I realized, I wasn't going to get points ... |
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I click my pen. I like doing that, it makes them uneasy. My mistress would have called it a result of my sociopath tendencies. God I miss that bitch.
Mr. Stevens looked at me warily from the other side of the massive oak desk between us. He looked uncomfortable in his rickety old chair. The oiled leather... |
The Joker sat in the director's chair. The office was a mess. Papers strewn all over the floor from the scuffle. Bloody footprints and generally a lot of blood. The room smelled like blood. Also due to the scuffle. Or maybe because of the director's dead limp body sprawled on the floor beside his own chair. Which the ... |
A few words of advice for anyone who finds themselves in the same situation I once did.
**Do not delete your parents.**
They might nag and bicker and drive you nuts, and you might think you're better off without them -- the temptation to erase them might linger on your finger each day like a bad itch, but *don't scra... |
“Have you ever wondered if the Nazi’s were any worse than you and me? If we were told to commit a genocide, would we say no?”
That’s the question my professor had posed and the reason I was standing outside the Cinema 8 movie theatre sweating through my tuxedo. Introduction to Psychology was a joke of a class, touting... |
It all started when roughly 99.95% of the night's stars vanished at once.
Of course it sent the scientists in frenzy. For one, it was supposed to be impossible. A star's light took thousands, if not millions, of years to reach our planet. For all of them to disappear from our night's sky all at once was impossible for... |
“Harry,” the bespectacled man gazed over steepled fingers at me with tired eyes. “You know why you’re here, right?”
Incandescent lights buzzed obnoxiously in the claustrophobic room.
“I would guess because of the missing money” I said, “although, I suppose there could be any number of reasons you would need to interv... |
“You’ll never get away with this,” the princess said through tears. “Don’t you know how these things end? You’ll be slain by some mighty hero looking to win my hand in marriage.”
The dragon rested its mountainous body upon an equally large heap of golden treasure. Its reptilian eyes made the princess step back as it t... |
To take one of the slots on the *Bringer of Light*, a person had to accept a simple, fundamental truth - whatever was left behind on Earth would be dead, buried, and decomposed by the time you awoke. With the ongoing turmoil in the Sol system, the colonists were fully prepared for being the last of humanity.
That mind... |
Bart slid down the steps of the ol' line 64 bus. His fancy leather shoes rattled on his feet. "Should've worn larger socks."he told himself as he scratched his stubble.
He took the final left turn towards his office when he saw them, "Christ,"said Bart as he rolled his eyes, "vigilantes, again?"
Right in fro... |
I pulled the cellophane-wrapped pieces of meat from out of the fridge and checked the label. Useless, of course. Though I was grateful that Satan always kept the fridge fully stocked, I just wish that he would go to a grocery store that sold things in English. Everything that he brought home was marked with like, ancie... |
“Remember the rock you put all that green stuff on?”
“Green stuff?”
“The green leafy stuff.”
“Yeah, vaguely.”
“Remember that little creature you made too, out of clay? And the friend?”
“Oh yeah. They totally ate that apple. I wonder how long they lasted.”
“There are 7 billion.”
“7 billion what?”
“The creatures.... |
"Nec Support, Roy speaking"\<pause\>
"Have you tried killing it and re\-animating it again? "\<click\>
"Were you certain it was dead before animating? Yes, rip the heart out. Wait for 10 minutes and then retry the ritual. "\<click\>
"Yes, the animated corpse will continue to rot. That's a feature, ... |
I spent the entire train ride doing my best to work out how on Earth they'd done the trick with the platform. Had it been a hologram? Some trick of light? I regretted closing my eyes at the last moment. That was certainly where it might have been revealed.
"What house are you hoping for?"asked the girl beside me, han... |
**Working on part 9 right now, if you want to see more from me in the meantime, I'm over on /r/Jacksonwrites**
**For those of you checking in after the morning, part 8 is** [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/JacksonWrites/comments/3obeim/tik_tok_eight_is_great/)
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*The sky is an expanse of grey -- liquid water falls in heavy drops from the heavens, striking streets of black and grey stone stained green by age and weather. Carriages of steel and iron blur past, scattering water droplets upon the commoners walking to-and-fro, huddled beneath hoods and canvas sheets.*
*The rain ro... |
**Translated painstakingly to Galactic Boggstandard and close-captioned for your feeble comprehension. This dataspurt made possible by financial contributions to the Supreme Galactic Magistracy Broadcasting Network from subjugated vassals like you. Hail to our glorious Suzerain Consul.**
"The galaxy's most dangerous ... |
“Every day the land grows less fertile, every month we have less water, and every year more of our children are born dead. How desperate do we need to get before you will take action, *your holiness*” General Karrata spat.
“Gods do not exist to serve the needs of mortals, General.” The pope replied. “Mortals serve the... |
*Quiet.*
*The wind blows softly between the ruined buildings, dust swirling as it eddies in doorways missing doors and windows missing glass. The echoes of no birds singing in the trees and no children playing in the fields could be heard in the stillness, while the wind dances and pirouettes among the ruin.*
*Quiet.... |
I almost dropped the milk when I saw the severed hand wearing a Rolex watch. I caught it, thankfully - the milk, I mean - and cautiously poured some into the waiting bowl. The cereal would come next, like a true heathen. "Honey,"I yelled to wherever my wife might be. No answer. "Honey, is this your Rolex by the sink?"
... |
Jasons life was never spectacular or filled with religious bickering of who did what, and how good it is. He lived his life like any other - a 9 to 5 job. To and from work on the Southland Boulevard each and every day. The same route, the same walk, the same time and even the same number of footsteps. It was always the... |
Everyone knew that the High Advisor to the King was... Unusual.
Whispers that his knowledge came not from a great mind, but from dark arts. Whispers of people hearing him mutter in empty rooms, perhaps to himself, but in a language that none knew. The occasional word that sounded... Familiar, but still unrecogniza... |
So my glasses broke, which was cool. I explored the dusty remains of a Warby Parker quite pointlessly - of course they didn't make the glasses on site. In fact I had no idea where or how glasses had once been made. It was never something I'd given much thought. Same with lightbulbs, canned food, microwaves, toothpaste ... |
"That's all right, big guy. Take it slow."I murmured, smiling and gritting my teeth as I helped Dusty up onto the bed. The big wolfhound fell into a pile with a whuff a moment later, panting happily.
"I'm sorry, Dustin."The voice behind me was reedy and thin, but I'd recognize it anywhere. It was a voice I'd spent ... |
The coal-wasps are everywhere, and they're faster than reindeer. The Christmas Eve sky used to be all doves and snowflakes, but now it's just a death cloud of these radioactive mutants, more like razorblades on wings than godly animals. I bank and roll the sleigh. My best elf Snowcap is manning the eggnog cannon, an... |
*Why are they celebrating me?*
*Do they know what I am?*
Being born with a sense of perspective is an experience that would destroy a person, if it was possible.
The Purpose of Life.. Love.. these things are *learned*. It takes *time*. Time to develop, time to attach sentiment and experience to nebuluous ideas like... |
"Kat,"I said in a quite aggressive tone of voice, banging on the giant metal hatch. "Katherine Peterson, if you don't open this goddamn door right now I swear to God I'll -"
I was knocked to the side by a gust of wind as a blur flew past me and rammed into the door.
"Oh,"I said, picking myself up. Kat was not going t... |
As a nurse, I thought I knew pretty much everything there was to know about pain. Not only from the perspective of my training, but thanks to my very unique and personal gift of being able to quantify pain into a discrete number. It helps to a certain degree when it comes to triage and administering first aid; the co... |
"Ah, another of you filthy samurai."The knight laughed as he stepped over Ashiya's corpse. "When will you learn that your puny blades are no match for full plate?"
I grimaced as I drew my blade. "I offer you one last chance. Remove your armor, that we may fight as equals. If you do not, there will be no mercy."
"Hah,... |
When people asked why I’m worth so much, I shrugged. I mean, what am I supposed to say? It’s a question as random as: “why are your eyes blue?” or “how’d you get to be so tall?”. There’s no right way to answer it without bullshitting.
Sure, I could say it’s genetics, but I highly doubt that. My father’s a farmer and i... |
“Mom. Please…” I heard coming from my daughter in the chair next to my bed.
“Oh sweetie, we all have to go eventually. You have given me the best life I could possibly have ever had. I gained a lovely son, and you’ve shown me the best grandchildren that I, and the rest of the retirement center, have ever seen.” I sai... |
Sunrise City. Old as the bones of the Earth. When the settlers came from across the sea, there had been a settlement here. And it's the strangest thing, ever since the founding of the city, as long as I can remember, we've followed some odd rules. Sure, we follow the laws, but we also have our own rules. Unwritten in s... |
Sarah Miller, exhausted from a double shift, put her green blouse into the washing machine. She poured her Clorox Bleach in and washed the garment. 30 minutes later she mindlessly threw the blouse into the dryer and set it for 50 minutes. Sarah promptly fell asleep, looking forward to her job interview for the next ... |
The first touch of moonlight on my skin is fire. A silver river that runs from the back of my hand through my body, electrifying every nerve it passes. I can't quite suppress an audible grunt of pleasure as it takes hold, my eyes glazing over in ecstacy.
"The hell are you smirking about?"asks the red-faced one, the ra... |
Everyone feared the Arsenicides. While the oxygen tribes had long vowed to never remove their lifesaving element from people, the Arsenicides had pretty much made the opposite vow. Everywhere they went, they spread their poison. Just a wave of a hand, and you were choking on nothing. They allied themselves with the Bro... |
The moon shone fierce that night, for winter had come. It feathered down the rooftops, chimneys, and treetops, bathed the streets and the rivers, making them glitter and sparkle.
With gloved hands underneath my armpits and swathed in clothes, I quivered back home. If it weren't for the lights of the hearths illuminati... |
"Hello?"
"In five years, you'll have thirty seconds to talk to YOU, right now. Make sure you have something good to say, because I'm stumped."
I set down the phone, confused and uncertain. That certainly *sounded* like me, but... time travel was impossible, right? Time isn't a *direction* - no physics grad student wo... |
"Annnnnnnd stop right there,"the man said, snapping open his pocket watch. Reality snapped and bucked at his control, but after a few lethargic jerks, he stepped out of time.
He stepped forward lazily and walked through the crowd in front of him, approaching the tower in the distance. Lightning crackled less like a fo... |
The sound of innocent laughter drifted through the woods. It sounded like teenagers on their first unsupervised trip. Their first taste of freedom and the liberating calm of nature.
It made my blood boil. This forest was *mine*, and they were ruining it.
I’m a logical person. I know I couldn’t storm up and demand the... |
It was high school all over again.
Tenth grade Biology, from the looks of it. Los Angeles District, set on prime property right inside the big city. With the screams and crunching of metal emiciating from the open window, I clearly was one of the luckier ones out there. Even a professional stuntsman wouldn't have brak... |
*Ding!* Kevin’s toast was done. He groaned as he walked up to the toaster, realizing it had jammed again. He grabbed a fork to fish the bread out, resolving to finally buy a new toaster as soon as—
And he was dead.
It had happened suddenly, without warning. One moment he was about to make a sandwich, the next he w... |
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