Zackery Hansen
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Three Billion Solutions
“Over three billion combinations… only one solution,” read the box of gold and black. For years in my adolescence I marveled at the beauty of it. The vivid colors that were printed on each individual cube, and how beautiful it looked when it was solved straight out of the box. The untouched texture of the stickers, the smell of the plastic; it was blissful to me. Even the thought of scrambling such a work of art made my stomach tie in knots. It was because I knew in my mind that once I decided to mix the pieces, the aesthetically pleasing glow of the solved cube would then become a jumbled puzzle of whites, blues, reds, yellows, oranges, and greens. I would never have guessed that I would be able to actually solve a puzzle that has such an enormously high number of possible twists, turns, and permutations. Yet here I am nearly a decade later; an avid collector and solver of Rubik’s Cubes.
By Zackery Hansen5 years ago in Motivation
Deadly Dusk
As he opened his eyes, all he could think about was the intense ringing that pierced his inner ear. Trying to catch his bearings, he slowly looked up to see the cloth ceiling of the car that he lay in. Suddenly he realized that he was upside down, and it all came back to him; the spikes in the street, the screeching of the tires, the thud of his head bashing the steering wheel... he was stuck. The ringing started to dissipate, and he began to hear something much more sinister: the haunting moans and violent clanging of the zombies hitting the windows. He now knew the situation he was in, and began plotting his escape. He searched his person for any weapons that he could use and felt the cold steel of his 44 magnum pistol which was holstered on his left side.
By Zackery Hansen5 years ago in Fiction
