FollowI did my best to keep to the shadows as I moved through the graveyard. Fortunately, this was an old cemetery with graves dating back to the 1700s. I say “fortunate” because that meant it had decent-sized gravestones, crypts, and even a few large monuments, all of which provided the cover my partner and I …
“What the fuck, man? How did we go from being the most feared motherfuckers in the state to the guys people call when their fucking cat’s up a goddamn tree?” Skinner rolled his eyes at Junior’s questions. The boy set way too much store on his reputation as a “bad guy”, he thought as he …
[Going live in 3, 2 …] “Let’s get ready to MUURR-DDERRR!!!” [Cue theme: (music plays and graphics flash on screen) Cut to booth in 3, 2 …] “Good evening, folks, and welcome to the Murderdome! I’m Damiyen Glaz, here with my favorite color commentator, Argun Zandr. Say hi, Argun! “Hi, folks. You’re in for a …
Ryan Palmer loved being a grandfather almost as much as he loved telling stories to his great-grandchildren, Seal and Anemone. He heard them coming well before they bounded into the room. They stopped on either side of his chair. “Tell us a story, Grandpa!” Seal demanded. My god, they have so much energy, the old …
“You sure about this?” asked Major Chambers, the day’s duty officer. “It doesn’t look like he’s doing anything except sitting there, rocking.” Amelia Dennis continued watching the man through the one-way mirror. “Just be patient,” she said. “He’s got to settle in first.” “But he’s not doing anything,” Chambers repeated, his impatience seeping into his …
Dearest Mother, I hope this communication finds you well. Better, at the very least, than I am in my current assignment. Never fear, physically, my condition is satisfactory. Mentally, however, I am struggling. I lay this strife at the feet of the humans. I have only been here a few of their “days” here and …
It was one of those moments Aidyn lived for. He trimmed the sail and felt the sand skiff pick up a couple of more knots. Blasting across a wide-open salt flat while looking for the spring so Whiterock City could have water was about as much fun as you could have anymore. He remembered the …
It started the way every war story does: in a crappy bar with a grizzled veteran saying, “This is no shit.” The bar was Xeno’s, one of the numerous shitholes on the lower levels of Shackleton Station, a favorite of military operators, both active and inactive. The veteran looked old enough to be the latter, …
by Joel Rieves The strange craft careened across the sky, dipping and diving as if piloted by someone under the influence. It came in low over a rather decrepit barn and pulled up into a steep climb, the turbulence of its passage blowing several sheets of tin off the structure’s roof. It continued into an …