The Destruction of David (3)
Bevin hurried down the corridor, barely glancing at a group of noncoms in his haste. Five minutes later he was in the observation room overlooking the tank…
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Bevin hurried down the corridor, barely glancing at a group of noncoms in his haste. Five minutes later he was in the observation room overlooking the tank…
Instructor Bevin waited until David’s thrashing subsided and the man fell still. He turned to the recruits, and while their faces betrayed no emotion, he saw…
David glanced down at his bare feet as the blue liquid flooded the tank he stood in. It had the consistency of glue, and felt cold. Very cold, as if it was…
I crouched behind a fallen pine, breathing in the soft smells of moss and damp wood, watching the fawn as it rooted for acorns beneath the snow. The crisp tang…
A million people surrounded me on the First Day, faces lit with terror, their eyes burning with the fever of zealotry. “Lifegiver!” one screamed, weeping…
A lone bead of sweat wound its way down the side of Jon’s cheek, but that was the only sign of discomfort. His face betrayed no emotion. The entirety of his…
I was alone and confused, my mind and body numb, suspended in darkness. Memories were fragile and tenuous, like cobwebs dissolving at the slightest touch…
Inhale. Exhale slowly. His finger rested gently on the trigger of his Barrett as the crosshairs settled in the center of the old man’s chest. 50 caliber, he…
Awake for an hour, asleep for a year. That was the summation of his entire existence, ever since he had agreed to this mad experiment as a way to avoid a…
The three men approached the gnarled tree hesitantly, wary of the body that hung from its twisted limbs like a bloated, rotten peach. The dead man’s eyes…
I laugh in their faces as they flip the switch once more, their faces becoming even more desperate and confused. Thousands of volts course through my body, yet…
Ryan and I cruised down the interstate at 2AM, laughing and talking about inconsequential things, radio blaring some long forgotten rock song. I turned to…
His heart tapped a slow rhythm in his chest. The blackness behind his closed eyes seemed infinitely vast. In his mind he reached out, flowing into that…
“So you see that there is a symmetry here, when we look at the dilation of time from each inertial frame of reference. You understand?” The old man raked his…
In this dream, like every dream he could remember, he flew alone through blue, cloudless skies. Skin bared to the comforting warmth of the mid-day sun, he…