The alley looked safe enough. Barks couldn’t smell Ruff, the leader of the local pack. He wasn’t a member and it didn’t seem as though he would be a member any time soon. He’d tried to be submissive, but that…
The alley looked safe enough. Barks couldn’t smell Ruff, the leader of the local pack. He wasn’t a member and it didn’t seem as though he would be a member any time soon. He’d tried to be submissive, but that…
A frown settled over his features as he turned to survey my hut. “This is unacceptable,” he told me with a haughty demeanor. “A mile up the beach, turn inland. My home is there, which is where you will tend…
The tide moved out, leaving the cave floor soaked, but navigable. The receding water, was my signal to slip off my rock shelf, I made my way to the ground. The jagged stones jutting out into the sea were clear…
Part 1 Continuation of last week’s story The next time Tom saw Death, she was wandering the ER holding a clipboard. There had been a nasty accident with multiple victims. He groaned inwardly when he saw her. Someone was not…
Continuation of last week’s story “Ambulance two minutes out,” a nurse stopped by the desk where Tom sat writing up his notes on his last patient. It was two weeks since the death of the comatose patient. He had all…
Tom Benjamin was tired. His shift at the hospital would be over in a couple of hours. He only wanted to find a quiet place for a few minutes to rest. This wing was for patients in for long term…
No matter what I did with the numbers, the result was the same. I closed the file and sent it to Fiallan’s station. “The experiment is out of control.” Aod looked up at my words. “What do you mean, Brittyn?”…
Hello there. Glad to meet you. Sorry about that, I haven’t hurt anyone before. What’s going on? Well, my story is straight forward. I’ve been here a long time, so I guess I’m the expert on what’s going on. My…
No one was around as we slipped out the back door. I motioned Thomas and Great Grandmother to go hide in his car. I’d walked over to the library from my apartment. I locked the door and headed towards the…
“A hundred years,” she said, ignoring Thomas’ question. “they are all dead.” “Who are all dead?” Thomas asked. “Janet Louise Anthony,” I said. The woman looked at me. “Yes?” She said. “Your husband John died in the 1930s,” I said.…