Author : Charles Paul Wallace I thought I'd got lucky. She was my type, you know? Late '20s, not-too-pretty-not-too-plain, intelligent...and, apparently, interested. I was in one of those black-light bars by the Thames, near to the corporate headquarters of my employers, ...

Author : Edward Turner III This isn’t really about the divorce now. Nor is it about the cheating, I am coming to terms with the fact that he truly wants me to die. He is still speaking, running his mouth, pretending to be the good guy. He is smiling a big toothy grin as ...

Author : Adam Byers Case File: C7-40415 Description of event: At 8:42 am on September 27, 1988, Kenneth James Walker was struck and killed by a bus. The Deviation occurred at the intersection of Fifth Avenue and Rutherford Road, District C, Sector 7. Mr. Walker was 28 ...

Author : Ken Carlson Parallel universes can be tricky. They create confusion, fear, and a false sense of hope. So when I informed Nelson, my best friend from our original lives in Manhattan that I intended to destroy the portal between our universe and the other, as well ...

Author : Thomas Desrochers Grant watched as steam curled up from his mug and disappeared into the foliage above, weak spears of early morning light dancing through the leaves. He smiled – it was rare to have a moment of peace. The girl’s mattress creaked in the next room. ...

Author : Julian Miles, Staff Writer “Two.” A long time ago, there was a war. A really big, planet-smashing war. Sometime during that conflict, they had a knock-down, drag-out battle nearby. It spanned a couple of systems and went on for many years. When they stopped ...

Author : Beck Dacus “How’s it coming along?” I asked Dowmir, the spindly little ambassador to the Clathalnra species. He was sitting at a computer, constructed in the old-fashioned, desktop way so that he could use it better. He didn’t like holograms. Or tablets. While ...

Author : Jules Jensen Dancing white light fills the citadel through the many holes in the ceiling. Mournful wind howls through the massive chamber, rustling the ragged clothes on the corpses of men and women that cover the whole floor. One remains alive. He sits on the ...

Author : Kraig Conkin “The dogs are barking,” Hannah whispers. We scurry to the cabin window. “What are they barking at?” I ask. “Something’s coming up the path.” *** We’d been playing “Life.” We always play stupid board games when we come to the cabin. Hannah was ...

Author : Henry Gribbin I am a searcher. In the past I have searched for god, little green men and the spirits of my ancestors. I have come up short all three times. However, I always felt that there was something out there, something different from what I have experienced ...

Author : Steve Smith, Staff Writer When I came to your world, when I stumbled into your city on the edge of the desert, you paid me no mind. Your guards bullied me like any other vagabond in the streets, laughing as they tripped me, pounded their chests in fits of ...

Author : Julian Miles, Staff Writer The dim glow of combat lighting is broken by a single white spotlight, which goes out as our new officer scrambles through the side hatch, barely slowing from a flat sprint. I don’t blame him. There’s several varieties of lethal flying ...

Author : Janet Shell Anderson I’m just a kid on my own. The question I have is, should I try to save the man who killed my Dad? It’s just after dawn; the river’s still, silver, silken, the banks, shadowy. A heron yaps. I’m sitting across from the Three Sisters rocks. ...

Author : David K Scholes Canberra, Australia 2095 “It’s limited to a few long term users - one hour access every month to the future view function of face book,” I was face book chatting to a group of holograms. “You get to view your friends’ 3D face book posts up to 2 ...

Author : Mark Renney The homeless are prevalent in the City. We pass them on the streets every day, stepping around them on the pavements. But the Men were different; they simply stood, like sentinels, on the corners or in the middle of a busy thoroughfare, almost ...

Author : Dylan Otto Krider After I got out of prison, I stopped by the O’Malleys place first. I passed a sicky on my way, babbling to himself, screaming about the spirits. “The spirits are upon you!” I hate sickies. Their brains rotted in space. I knocked, but no one ...

Author : Ljubo Popovich On the planet Yug-Yuk, a glandular toad called Opziggle effervesced into a translucent jar. On the stone pedestal twelve similar jars were arranged in a circle. “What took you so long?” asked the creature in the jar to the right, which spoke by ...

Author : Charles Paul Wallace Ladies and gentlemen of the Commission, I wish to explain my actions before I am sentenced. It was me who named the alien civilization the Aeolians, yes. It's a type of harp which sounds when wind blows through it. I thought it was quite ...