Mike Saska
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The Encounter
I was about six years old when I first discovered sharks. I was laying at the foot of my parents bed watching tv in their bedroom as was our pre-bedtime ritual. We had just gotten cable for the first time and had a channel called HBO. My parents were watching a movie and my eyes were glued to the television, watching a shark terrorize patrons at an amusement park. I would later learn that the film was called Jaws 3, and it was indelibly etched into my memory. I cheered as the shark was blown to bits at the end and my parents declared it was time to go to bed.
By Mike Saska5 years ago in Humans
The Last Act
Nobody knew what the Fire had been or where it had come from. The survivors he had encountered all had their theories. The government, aliens, terrorists. The Fire had terrified and taken indiscriminately. Two men might have been walking down the street and one of them would have disappeared in flames while the other was unscathed. None of it mattered, what did matter was that those that survived kept on living. He had been traveling for eight months now.
By Mike Saska5 years ago in Fiction
