Author : Bob Newbell Jimmy Shindorf reclined on the hospital bed. A hollow filament as thin as a thread penetrated his neck over the right carotid artery. An IV dripped normal saline at a slow rate into his left antecubital vein. They had suggested placing a Foley catheter, ...

Author : Methias He slumbered. He remembered. His recollections were filled with vague, half-things. Muted feelings, dulled senses, broken memories. He remembered the last time he slumbered. He remembered the fall. He remembered the fire and the death. He remembered a heat ...

Author : Suzann Dodd They were supposed to come for me in a hundred hours. That was the deal. I was passing for a local, having done the course. I knew how to get over. I'd been given enough currency to survive for two hundred hours; that was also part of the Contract. What ...

Author : Melinda Chapman Specimen 459 cannot see its reflection, or the glass itself, or the woman entering the room beyond it. Christine enters the small laboratory and settles into the office chair in front of the glass capsule. Contemplating the specimen inside, she ...

Author : Sierra Corsetti The visor of my pressure suit starts to fog up at 11,243 feet. My pilot notices as he tweaks the gas valves that propel the balloon ever higher into the winter night, and grins knowingly. I adjust a knob on the control panel that’s inset to my right ...

Author : Duncan Shields, Staff Writer “This is not a conspiracy theory” was tattooed across the dead boy’s back. Below that it read, “It’s a matter of public record.” This was all in black gothic lettering above the twin towers. Below that was a multi-headed snake monster ...

Author : Sierra Corsetti “Have your cards out and ready for inspection! Anyone holding up the line will be left behind!” Renee slipped through the throngs of people, patting a pocket here and there. She couldn’t take anything now of course, not when she was about to board ...