Category: Short Stories

You Don’t Know It But You Saved My Life

~ “Regretting your life decisions, Owen?”   “Yes… no! Wait, no one asked Truth or Dare yet! Can I, uh, not play the game?”   “Oh, I think it’s far too late for that.”   Owen retreated farther into the human-shaped nest he’d constructed out of a puffy sleeping bag, grateful for his dark skin…


In This Silence, We’ll Survive

/-//-/ Leon wanted to close his eyes.   He was fucking exhausted, and he had no idea how many hours they’d been wandering through the tunnels. They had to stretch for miles, connecting warehouses to bunkers to mostly-empty armories… he wondered how long this massive place had been abandoned. The very walls were saturated with…


Their Blood Runs Blue

~ Blue. Dark, almost black, but still blue. So much of it, just spattered everywhere. His chest tightened as the heavy stench of fresh blood forced its way down his throat and nose. So much. So much. If this much blood had come from humans, then it would’ve had to come from several people, but…


Nyctalopia

Our eyes were shut. We’d been living in such a somnambulistic paradise for so many years, our senses dulled by the narcoleptic passage of time. Our every waking moment, we lived in peace and splendor, and yet our avarice for adventure had not waned. We needed for nothing, and still we lusted for so much…


The Way The Light Catches

~ After a while, you start noticing things. Little things. Things so small you never noticed them before – except now, every little thing matters. So you notice. You don’t even question why, at this point. You just tend to accept the fact that you notice things now.   The way the light catches the…


Love, Trust, and Car Keys

~ I’ve been waiting by the phone for at least an hour and a half. I know it’s silly of me, but I just can’t stop wondering if he’ll call. The little readout on the phone says that it’s almost ten thirty, but it feels like it’s so much later… everything around me seems dark….


Finite Moments

~ “Who is John Galt?” The voice sounded deep within a spiral galaxy, in a mushroom cloud nebula. Faint lights coasted to and fro within a dreamlike workshop, a room whose walls throbbed and pulsed like a collapsed lung. One of the inhabitants of the workshop-specifically, its creator-turned her head towards the origin of the…


Timecypher

September 19, 2032 The name and title on his access badge read NSA Security Supervisor Gary Hampton. The aging man looked at the badge, considered the acronym in the title for a moment, and then swiped the card through the security station. The door whistled slightly as it slid open. Even the break room has…