That Bitter Taste
We were only Cubs, but on the cusps of graduation we’d been given the privilege of joining the Boy Scouts for a weekend excursion. Though only a few years…
We were only Cubs, but on the cusps of graduation we’d been given the privilege of joining the Boy Scouts for a weekend excursion. Though only a few years…
Two lights flicked on. Ahead was another empty hall, aside from the constant sound of dripping. The pair moved forward, coming to a stop at a set of stairs…
“Name.” “Oswald, sir. Robert Oswald.” “So you’re Oswald. You’ve got quite the report. Impressive.” “Thank you, sir.” “Why did you join Intelligence?”…
Outside, Webster and Oswald couldn’t see the size of the base, but the PDA attested to the size. Webster felt like he was inside an iceberg. It was cold and…
Webster stared uneasily at the storm from out the windows of the speeding train. “You’re sure about that thing?” Oswald glanced up from his PDA. “Well, I can’t…
The door slid open without a sound. Oswald ducked inside, then signaled the all-clear. Cautiously, they searched the entrance hall. “No sign of them here. Next…
There was a thud, then a hiss. The red light above them turned green as a monitor flickered on next to the door. Landing successful. “Gee, that’s a relief.”…