The Wish

When Ren won the global lottery he thought his handheld had been hacked. He knew his chances of winning were small but he bought his tickets daily just like everyone else. The ads said that you paid for the excitement of playing and Ren knew it was true. As soon as he…

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Sum of Her Parts

We are using your ankles, he said. She sat in the cold plastic chair, watching the scientist twirl the vial of her blood. Only my ankles? You have strong ankles. They hold your feet well. He put the tube in a plastic holder. The top of the tube was red and black…

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Deo’s Hole

Down the hill, past the cornfields, just north of Brattleboro and west of New Hampshire is a bend in the river that they call Deo’s Hole. It’s a deep place that comes just after some tame rapids, a perfect swimming hole that just happens to have a rocky…

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This World's Not Built For Lovers

“I’m going to have to break this off, Siobahn.” Rupert hadn’t been looking forward to this, and the confusion on the poor girl’s eyes only made it worse. He had chosen one of the more romantic dungeons to break this news to her, and that may have been a…

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Translation

Her name was Bianca. She was thirteen. She only spoke French. No one spoke French. The resistance brought her here after she’d been hit by a Federated tank. The gash stretched from her ribcage to her hip, opening up like a silent and thirsty mouth. I realized, after…

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Copy

“I still don’t understand how anyone could justify putting a little kid through this.” Quinn’s father glared at the doctor, viciously protective. The doctor shrugged. “It’s to discourage use. They didn’t intend it for little kids.” His mother had been…

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Digital Multiplex

“So what about ‘light blue’ or ‘dark blue’? Can I just say ‘tinoh ekilit’ and ‘tinoh saikilit’? Or do you have to use a separate word?” “No, no, you’re missing the point. They don’t have light blue or dark blue. It’s either blue or it…

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Soul Drive

Turning a page in the magazine, Martha looked up to glance around at the others waiting in the lobby. The sound of dizzying muzak resonated around the off-white walls. She was nervous, but she had no reason to be. She was going to help a lot of people. Across the room…

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Party Girl

Which one of you did I go to the DEX with last night? Fess up fuckers, cause one of you left me floating in R-space without my pants. At first, I didn’t even know I was awake, there was light inside of my head and I couldn’t make it dark. Then I realized that my…

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Tomorrow Is Suburbia

“They’re shutting down another museum?” Michael groaned as he turned the page over. “Who do these guys think they are? There’s like, what… two museums in the world left?” Michael’s co-worker slowly raised his head above the cubicle and cocked a brow. “Mike, do you…

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The Tower

The day Korea went silent was the greatest single act of terror the world has ever known. There were no bombs in Samsungs tower, no poisonous explosions, no shootings, no crystal night. There was only that quiet dormant virus, spreading silently from one person to…

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Fleet Of Ages

I’ve been expecting you. You’re going to ask me if I’ve heard what the Fleet of Ages found on their return trip. I have. Wasn’t surprised when I heard it, either. I never could wait. That was my problem. That was a failing we all shared. I used to think that, more…

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Dan Huckabee, Hero

for my mother Dan Huckabee was the type of guy that nobody liked at parties, unless it was a party filled with the same type of guy that Dan Huckabee happened to be. He talked too much. Some people talk too little at parties, and nobody likes them, but nobody liked a…

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Weapon of Choice

“Damn, we’re in a tight spot!” Simon had never seen a more troublesome mentor in all of his training. He just sat wide-eyed with two suitcases in his arms, stuffed behind a pile of debris from their bridge-port fight, his legs poking out. Simon’s maverick mentor…

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Last Resort

A professor of mine once said that creativity was the last resort of losers. That it was an evolutionary quirk, of no more merit than a giraffe’s elongated neck or a platypus’s duckbill. That from an evolutionary standpoint, creativity was not worth mentioning, and…

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Pripyat Time

On rainy days, on days when the air smelled like ozone and soot and water fell swollen with chronoradiation, Anton climbed to the roof of the tallest building in Pripyat to watch the sun peel the clouds from the horizon at sunset. The first nine blocks were easy: he…

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Epidemic

“Did you hear about the breakout on the southside?” Alison twisted her head around to watch Misty pulling off her decontamination helmet, which emitted a soft suction sound as her head popped out of the air-tight seal. “What? I couldn’t hear you through this. You know…

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Pride

Carol laughed, her plump cheeks rising over tiny eyes. “Admit it, you’re a genius.” Jude shook his head and his dark silky hair slipped over his pale face. “I do okay, but I wouldn’t say I’m a genius.” Carol smirked and put her hands on her fleshy hips. “How about…

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