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Howard Benson hobbled down to his favorite bench by the lake after sunset, clutching a bag of old bread close […]
The average adult person reads approximately 250 words per minute, a little over four words per second — a speed […]
Jane’s mother birthed her in an alley, surrounded by cats,but such was normalcy for the poor in a valley of […]
The Johnsons were the model nuclear family at church and at home. They were a close-knit, loving Catholic clan consisting […]
At Cryerve, the bodies are kept in a secure, climate-controlled location over fifty stories beneath the main lobby. As Damien […]
The lights were out, the candles were lit, the night’s general plot and actors had been chosen, and the party […]
I awoke, groggy with a thick and milky haze over my eyes. Something’s not right, I thought… slowly. I blinked my […]
The front door slammed shut behind Erin and she immediately froze in place at the noise, tensely holding her backpack […]
“The last one’s up next”, Shepard announced, the faintest sliver of nervousness slipping into his voice. “Come on, she’s down […]
I remember: it was the second we stepped into that shabby, old shack in the middle of nowhere that Joey […]
WAKING UP Hospital room interior. Night. . Fade in from black on a hospital room, where our PATIENT is sleeping and […]
“Mommy,” Diana whined loudly from the living room, “Donald’s doing the thing with his eyes again!” “Hold on,” Sarah said […]
I could hear the cacophony of reporters in the next room before I could see them. My handlers opened a […]
Ellen bolted upward in bed, squinting harshly to find the source of the humanoid shadow gliding across her bedroom wall. […]
A long love lost, abruptly Paths forever crossed, corruptly Strangers never meant to meet, Disobeying fate out in the street […]
Something must have gotten lost in translation. No, not literally. I don’t have any doubts about the Migration; test coverage showed […]
Regardless of when my preferred bedtime lies,The lights are replaced at nine with bloodcurling criesIn the dark of the night […]
A single white desk lamp illuminated Carrie Stein’s makeshift writer’s desk, providing the only source of light under the winter […]
Most people, when they close their eyes, see one of two things. They either see a pitch-black, invoking mild feelings […]
I leaned back in the uncomfortable cloth seat and stretched as best as I could with the space allotted. On […]
“Yudkowsky University has a world champion cybersecurity team,” Alan blurted breathlessly from the Pinto’s passenger seat, bobbing his head back […]
I woke up, not surprised to see another day, but certainly disappointed. While my eyes adjusted to the abnormally cruel […]
The world slowly came into view; first too dark to see, then too blurred to see, and then too confusing to understand. Widening his eyes in surprise, confusion, and worry, Tom tried to sit up from the relatively hard bed he seemed to be laying in. He’d only raised up a few inches when an outstretched arm pressed back firmly against his chest, pinning him in place. “Don’t move,” a heavily-accented (French, Tom thought) voice quickly said. The woman’s face was still blurred, but Tom could see her hovering over him in case he tried to stir again.
“I need to go to the bathroom,” Justin said, unbuckling his seatbelt and looking around the plane. “I’ll be back in a minute.” His dad, a middle-aged news reporter, was coming home from a business trip that he’d brought his son on. “You’re supposed to stay in your seat,” he said, pointing to the lit seatbelt light. There had been a bit of turbulance that started a few minutes back and the pilot had switched on the light to keep people from getting hurt if the plane jerked around.