Author: Mark Renney Dean was amazed that he had managed to hold off for so long. He had decided to languish with the minority, but not because he was in any way pious or had some overly zealous agenda. Dean was a user, had been for all of his adult life, for as long – no ...

Author: Hari Navarro I’d ask you to look at me, but I know now that you can not. Will not. How I too shielded my eyes from you. King. No, Devil — wrought within the arching serpents of molten plasma that leap and dive upon your very own crackling sphere of fire ...

Author: Julian Miles, Staff Writer “We’re leaving Earth.” I smile at the pale pink amoeboid that’s maintaining a human shape out of respect, and wearing clothes out of courtesy. “Why are you doing that, Dorn?” “The Council of Futures has decided we should seek a new ...

Author: David Tam McDonald “Cara, can you hear me?” I opened my sticky eyes to see a doctor standing over my bed. A nurse stood next to him looking concerned. “I know you must be confused, and I’m sorry to rush you but we haven’t much time.” he said. “Do you remember ...

Author: Rohan O'Duill Dylan strained as he twisted the rusty locking mechanism. Ever so slowly, the door groaned open, and the golden glow of the setting sun crept in through the widening crack like a shaft of light into an ancient burial chamber. The young man stood ...

Author: Hari Navarro, Staff Writer The doctors head swirls and vomit pisses from the swelling inside of his head and into the corners his eyes. He blinks and the moistened windows clear and he looks down upon his manacled hands and then along the stretch of table that leads ...

Author: Michael D. Hilborn Twenty minutes had passed since the cop had taken Donald's license and registration back to the patrol car, and Donald was feeling famished. As if he had spoken out loud, Samantha said, “Don’t do anything foolish." "But I'm hungry," said ...

Author: Chris Grebe Armida was no longer thinking completely clearly, of this she was certain. The Carmine Reaction. That’s what they were going to call it. She was sure of that too, somehow, sure as she was that she hadn’t stopped for a restroom for about two hundred ...

Author: Jeff Hill Upon waking this morning, I was surprised to feel no different. Angry with the world (and the lack of funds in my bank account), I begrudgingly took my shower and yelled obscenities as my roommate walked past me, laughing at my piss poor mood. “Didn’t ...

Author: Julian Miles, Staff Writer The chaos on the streets is nothing compared to the chaos at headquarters. In the end, I give up and hop from desk to desk, then jump down and barge through the queue into his office. “You called, Chief?” Clarence Christie, Chief of the ...

Author: Majoki “The old rage in colder ways, for they alone decide how to spend the young.” - Pierce Brown Dark Age The toy soldier guarded the corner of the commander’s makeshift field desk. The faded tin sentry with chipped red jacket, high peaked cap and bent bayonet ...

Author: Lee Hammerschmidt April 29, 1976, 11:53 PM "Don’t answer!” I said as I felt the muted phone throbbing in my cargo shorts pocket. “Do NOT answer!” I answered. “So, Chalk,” Aurora Nirvana, my boss said. “Would you care to explain to me just what in the ...

Author: Chana Kohl “When Dr. Helena Athanasiou took the lectern, I could feel the hair on my arms prickle, as if the electrostatic potential inside the auditorium increased several Coulombs. It wasn’t just because she was a brilliant geneticist, a sharp intellectual, and a ...

Author: Matthew Goldstein The ancient skull peeked out of the ground like a shy creature waking from an interrupted slumber. “Hey, Davoh, check this out!” Shielding her eyes from the glaring sun, her body tense with anticipation, Jarab brushed off a few more particles of ...

Author: Matthew Ferguson Earth 106 AB (2077 AD) – Blamazon Prison #654 Hamish, an older man, and Janie, a young woman, wait in their cell for lunch. "Eat your bleep and lament your bleep of robotic bleep", intones the robotic jailer. The robot deposits two trays of ...

Author: Hari Navarro, Staff Writer I live in a cabin on top of a very large hill. Of an evening I go into my kitchen and I rummage in the second to top drawer and I retrieve my ever-depleting roll of aluminium foil and I fashion it and place it atop of the large hill of my ...

Author: Julian Miles, Staff Writer Out of the grey-blue fog comes a five-armed green pudding in fancy breeks, waving two ray guns and a cutlass. It takes three attempts to blow a hole in it with my beamer. I’m too drunk for this. The world only comes in to focus every ...

Author: Phil Temples “Centre for Metropolitan History,” Ross Livingston speaking.” The youthful historian answered his desk phone with all of the authority he could muster given the fact it was only his second day on the job at the prestigious institution, situated in ...