by Nova Don't have much time. Carefully light the fuse and check the length. About ten minutes. Whip out a small piece of wax and plug the head. Nine minutes. Enough time to back away to a distance outside of the blast radius, but close enough to see my handiwork. I run. And stop completely … Continue reading Burn
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The Resignation Letter of Peter
by Lily Harbingerr Dear Gabriel, I am writing to announce my resignation from my position as Head of Security for the Pearly Gates Division of Promised Land Inc.Because of my respect for you and our professional relationship, I felt it only right and fair to submit my resignation to you directly so that you may relay … Continue reading The Resignation Letter of Peter
Something’s Not Right: IX
The bright sunlit day created an illusion of warmth and wellbeing, but insidious reality could not be so easily ignored. Beyond the sunny rays, softly rustling leaves, and morning-quiet street, the world was not right. It was apparent in the lack of people taking their dogs on daily walks, the absence of traffic on the … Continue reading Something’s Not Right: IX
Something’s Not Right: VIII
The bright sunlit day created an illusion of warmth and wellbeing, but insidious reality could not be so easily ignored. Beyond the sunny rays, softly rustling leaves, and morning-quiet street, the world was not right. It was apparent in the lack of people taking their dogs on daily walks, the absence of traffic on the … Continue reading Something’s Not Right: VIII
Something’s Not Right: VII
The bright sunlit day created an illusion of warmth and wellbeing, but insidious reality could not be so easily ignored. Beyond the sunny rays, softly rustling leaves, and morning-quiet street, the world was not right. It was apparent in the lack of people taking their dogs on daily walks, the absence of traffic on the … Continue reading Something’s Not Right: VII
Something’s Not Right: V
The bright sunlit day created an illusion of warmth and wellbeing, but insidious reality could not be so easily ignored. Beyond the sunny rays, softly rustling leaves, and morning-quiet street, the world was not right. It was apparent in the lack of people taking their dogs on daily walks, the absence of traffic on the … Continue reading Something’s Not Right: V
Something’s Not Right: IV
The bright sunlit day created an illusion of warmth and wellbeing, but insidious reality could not be so easily ignored. Beyond the sunny rays, softly rustling leaves, and morning-quiet street, the world was not right. It was apparent in the lack of people taking their dogs on daily walks, the absence of traffic on the … Continue reading Something’s Not Right: IV
Isabella
Trish tapped her foot impatiently and grunted in frustration as the numbers on the elevator sign slowly crept upward. Maybe two trips would have been a better idea but the thought of making her way all the way up to the 37th floor only to turn on her heel and make her way back down … Continue reading Isabella
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