It was a clear Tuesday in May at the Eden Garden Center when a new universe commenced between the petunias and marigolds, just left of the snapdragons. Initially the size of a speck, it was easily mistaken for atmospheric sparkle. via Pocket
Author: Hari Navarro, Staff Writer "Will there be zombies?", she asks and I shake my head no and we weave around the discarded limbs and the stalled cars and sodden newspapers with pages that no longer flick and away from this city of rot. via Pocket
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My dad was a spy. A really good one, according to mum. I couldn't get her to understand. How could he have been any good if he got caught? It meant there was a better spy, or spycatcher, out there. That was who I wanted to be. via Pocket
The manual had been totally inadequate. For a start the Chinglish translation was hopelessly out of date, there were archaic digiverbs in it that must have been superseded at least three authorisations ago. via Pocket
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Look at you. Take a good look at yourselves. Five fingers on each hand, five toes on each foot. You're not victims, you're not rookies. You're human and each and every last bloody one of you is going to let the enemy know that. via Pocket
Bg'lkk Ut'rk had found the blue jewel with its eccentric inhabitants and decided he wouldn't make contact. via Pocket
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Paul Braun glanced around the offices of Organic Transport, Columbus branch. Dust-streaked fliers pepper the walls: A single clerk stood behind the counter, fidgeting nervously. "Good morning, sir," the man greeted. via Pocket
At night, the wind howled over the tent like an angry djinn, forcing its sandy fingers through tears and clumsy folds. via Pocket
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At the edge of a bright green lawn in the middle of the desert, a young woman's chapped lips stretch to a hopeful grin as what little strength she has left is enough to get her over the fence. via Pocket
'Mr. Bargeld? Welcome to the Central Museum! I'm Ronild; Director March has asked me to show you through the exhibition hall before your meeting with Artist Kan. If you'd follow me? via Pocket
On the roof, at least twenty-five stories up, with LED party lights strung up over a cheesy bamboo bar jury-rigged from last year's staff picnic get together we have a regular Tiki Town. via Pocket
Author : Roi R. Czechvala, Alumnus I stood over him. His blood made a growing pool as it exited the wound in his back. The ounce slug of lead had gone all the way through. He looked up at me with crazed eyes. He raised his hands to me. via Pocket
The aliens came in a spherical spaceship that would have been at home on the cover of a 1930s pulp sci fi magazine. Their ship was nearly a thousand miles in diameter and could easily be seen in orbit with the naked eye. via Pocket
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Author : C.S. Germain "Because you are a good person. No amount of health or youth can replace that." was the immediate reply from within his head. via Pocket
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Keiko 610618, or 'keiko610', as her work is signed, has just returned from yet another business meeting in a far flung industrial sector. Making idle conversation, we ask her if she enjoyed her flight, we ask her where she's been. via Pocket
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Ellison looked at Anstis, then back down at the person lying on the bed. "And you say he's been like this for hours?" he asked. Anstis grinned and nodded. via Pocket
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Black slime and brown muck sucked cracked leather on his unkempt boots. He inhaled riverbank patent odors by Cairo woodlands, where the Mississippi and Ohio converge in a sordid affair of upstream debris and human waste. via Pocket
