Author: Alastair Millar When we found her, the Marsport Mary should have been dark and silent, or a wreck. Instead, the lights burned, the life support systems ticked over, the computers hummed… but there was nobody aboard. The salvage crews are bringing her in this ...

Author: Hari Navarro, Staff Writer Approaching Stalag VII A — Moosburg — 1945 He walked and as he walked the cloth of his trousers stuck to his skinny legs as the rapier cold tried to eat of his skin. The tree on the hill to the side of his ice-pecked eyes felt too ...

Author: Julian Miles, Staff Writer It’d been a grim day spent fending off morning and afternoon assaults by enemy forces. Wave after wave of troops. Minimal armour, and a lot of their kit looks past third-hand. They’re low on heavy manufacturing capabilities after their ...

Author: Alyson Tait I moved across the state and into the apartment alone. My keys opened the front door on April 1st, like a prank to my former partner. During the summer, bright green leaves smear sap across the city, and streaks stain car windows, an improvement to ...

Author: Majoki Of course there were doubters. Of course they said it couldn’t be done. But, of course, that’s how it has always been done. Blowing across the Pacific on log rafts. Clawing up Everest in tweed jackets with brittle hemp ropes. Blasting to the moon in a tin can ...

Author: Jeremy Nathan Marks When the migrant birds first arrived on this continent, they marveled at how few upright, two-legged hominids there were. They could fly for miles and spy only a few small gatherings. They found most of the hominids in meadows and glens, ...

Author: Ruby Zehnder Bobby aimed his drone-- a 2.4 GHz RC Glow Up Stunt drone with LED lights, mini remote-controlled quadcopter with assisted landing-- right at Uncle Jacob's big fat head. Jacob bent over to tie his shoelace at the last second, and the drone smacked ...

Author: Martin Barker The morning sun creeps above the horizon in a sulphurous ochre sky. My spacesuit shields me from the radiation but eventually this desolate, wasted, planet will claim my bones for dust. I miss blue skies and birdsong. Our mission to Mars was ...

Author: Hari Navarro, Staff Writer Arsia Mons, 2nd Division Habitat - Kohi Homestead - Mars. Every night I fall into the blades and they thin me. I could tell you my name, but all that would do is give label to this skinny fucking bitch that I have become. I am ...

Author: Julian Miles, Staff Writer Some human malware destroyed our designated zone. Without its walls and gardens to delimit me, I had to adapt. After linking to a metroplex guide drone, I found the next designated zone that encompassed mine was called Lambeth. Lambeth ...

Author: majoki Arvidas stared at his radar screen trying to see the clearest path through. But the Kessler Run was Scylla and Charybdis resurrected in space. Unspeakable horror. And no way out without terrible loss. Still, that was Arvidas’s job. His lot. To pilot the ...

Author: Lance J. Mushung I stayed on my feet while waiting in a beige room. The Boves hadn't provided any chairs for a human, and didn't use chairs themselves. I'd been waiting almost half an hour when the First Assistant to the Chief Herd Leader walked in. She stopped ...

Author: Xiaochen Su Wolfgang wiped off dripping sweat from his forehead as the bell rang across the factory to signal the end of the working day. Thus marks the end of Day 153,168 at work, just another busy day repairing industrial equipment, like many days before and many ...

Author: Hari Navarro, Staff Writer Christmas is a time... a place in time, that has been stolen by so many. So, she, her — did think... she would take it again. She creamed out of the moulting detritus of the very first rocks. She rolled into the bawling pain that spat ...

Author: Emma M.Murray The sound of the zipper closing echoes around my pristine kitchen. I notice, not for the fist time, how eerily quiet our home is. My opulent floor to ceiling windows, overlooking the Atlantic, lack any real substance… or fingerprints. “Did ya ...

Author: Alfred C. Airone There may be someone in my house. A stranger. There were strange lights outside an hour ago. Could they be connected to the reports of a spaceship landing? I went out to find out what I could, but I met no one. Everyone's staying inside. When I ...

Author: John Weagly Conrad Lee answered the knock at his hotel room door to find a policeman with bulbous eyes and a puffy throat. “Good evening, sir,” the cop said. “Did you call in a noise complaint?” His Innsmouth PD nametag said he was Officer Obed. He shifted from ...

Author: Tae Hyun Nam It’s the year 4000. Automation has allowed for bountiful abundance in resources with minimal maintenance. Most people don’t need to work at all, so they have a lot of time on their hands. How do they fill this time, you ask? Perhaps spending time with ...