Jarred
The bug, trapped in a jar, flies buzzing loudly as it bounces off the glass. Though its effort is erratic, frantic, its effort’s awarded with only a faint…
The Final Soul
“No one would ever expect to find it in a plain old jar. Seriously, look at it. There used to be strawberry Smuckers in it. It’s perfect.” He couldn’t believe…
Pickles Would Be Better
“If something happens, I’m the one carrying the bag”, said Sam. “This thing is right next to my head. Right behind my heart come to that”. Sam imagined the bag…
When is a door not a door?
“Who left the door open?” The yell came from the other room. “Oh, not again. I know I closed it when I came home.” “Well apparently you didn’t. You know what…
Downloading
It floated in the sickly pale yellow fluid, pulsating slightly from the electrons rushing through it every half-second. Two wires, one red, one blue, were…
If Only It Were Pickles
“Does this smell OK to you?” Jack asked. Sam recoiled. “I dunno what it’s supposed to smell like. It looks…OK. I guess.” Jack gave the jar a lazy shake and…
Granny's Botulism Brew
“I thought canning food was for a season, like over the winter, not for 30 years!” I hefted a jar of red stuff with tiny yellow seeds and big black spots, it’s…
The tomb of Nektah
Professor Lebnoch finished chanting. Dust sparkled in the candle-lit tomb as it danced in the air, and the chill of the ancient stones was as far removed from…
Tips
“Thank you, ma’am, I greatly appreciate it.” The jar’s boy was slumped nonchalantly against a tree, playing an old guitar and hoping to wake the spirit of the…