(Day 59) The Worst Laid Plans...
Get the suitcase... check. Check the contents... check. Kill the other men in the room... pending. Frank crouched behind the crate and felt both holsters at…
Jimmie Lee's Wake
“He was a good boy.” Mama Lee was the first to speak. “No matter what he done, he was a good boy and didn’t need to get gunned down like that.” Sissy sniffed…
Shadows
A soldier’s shadow Feels no pain Sliding over jagged gravel-- Its black outline does not contain The fragile face from which it came The fragile face that’s in…
One Shot, One Kill?
Dropped straight into the heart of enemy territory. Crawling three kilometers over six days through Russian wilderness. Dragging along a 15kg Intervention…
Shooting Birds
I cocked the new BB gun in my shaking hands. The grass felt like a thousand little prickles against my arms. Quiet and still, I laid, staring down the barrel…
End Like Flint
The Town was a simple place, full of simple people, with a simple way of doing things: Barman Ted poured the drinks. The drinks kept the folk who found…
Quentin Flint Mostly Never Misses.
From the silence, a single, hesitant voice rang out. “H-Hey Quentin...how’s the shootin’ been?” It came from a man seated at the end of the bar. This was…
Risky
“Please dont do this, John,” Charrel pleads. “I’m sorry, my mind is made up. There is no turning back now,” John says. The gun is still pointing at Charrel…
The Places in Between
Four witnesses described it; they all used different words. Because they wanted it to be true, no one doubted. He had passed through. The Chronicle covered it…
Bonus Level
As a man walked down one of the many halls of his Alma Mater, the world seemed to have gone silent, if only for a moment. All that could be heard were the…
Gunshot
He had never heard a gunshot before. He held his stomach. His hands felt nice and warm as the blood oozed out of him.
Spinning Coins
The coins crashed to the floor, spinning faster before they settled. He could not believe how much pain he was in. The bullet had only grazed him.