Science Fiction
Inversion - 10. AI-Generated.
Chapter 10 The cabin sat at the end of a dirt road that barely deserved the name, thirty miles from the nearest town and a thousand miles from anything resembling civilization. Laurel had found it through a classified on a prepper forum: “Off-grid retreat, solar power, well water, absolute privacy guaranteed.” The owner, a grizzled ex-Marine type who went by Hendricks, had asked no questions when Laurel paid for six months’ rent in cash and asked that the location remain confidential.
By The Myth of Sysiphus3 months ago in Chapters
Inversion - 9. AI-Generated.
Chapter 9 The synthesizer looked like the bastard offspring of a microwave and a particle accelerator. Maya had spent weeks cannibalizing parts from the teleportation equipment, repurposing quantum field generators and matter rematerialization matrices to create something that had never existed before: a device that could invert the molecular handedness of food.
By The Myth of Sysiphus3 months ago in Chapters
Who's the real Monsters?
Making my way to Aunt Patty's office I saw that she was burning the midnight oil. Moving through the shadows in complete stealth. I reached into the filing cabinets again, this time looking into the people who were in the solitary area. Eric's name came up first. Looks like it's not just his brother who's been detained here, his girlfriend as well.
By Lucy Torralba3 months ago in Chapters
"How to Get Kids to Love Reading":
How to Get Kids to Love Reading: A Journey into the World of Books It was a quiet Saturday morning in the Parker household. The sun streamed through the window, casting a warm glow across the living room, where the family was gathered. Dad was sipping his coffee, and Mom was sorting through the mail. Their son, Ethan, was sitting on the couch, staring blankly at the TV.
By Muhammad Azeemullah3 months ago in Chapters
Inversion - 8. AI-Generated.
Part III: Quantum Chrysalis Chapter 8 Maya’s lab became Laurel’s second home, though home was perhaps the wrong word for a place that looked so much like a hospice. Two weeks had passed, and his weight loss was only declining faster despite Maya’s attempts at intravenous nutrition. The IV solutions helped a little, but they weren’t going to save him in the end.
By The Myth of Sysiphus3 months ago in Chapters
The 48-Hour Invasion. AI-Generated.
The invasion took record time to start and end. It was a matter of two consecutive twenty-four-hour days - the span of a weekend spent with friends or a holiday away with a loved one in a cozy cabin. Two freaking days, and the world ended.
By DASL Writer4 months ago in Chapters
Penumbra - Chapter 4
After the world stopped shaking and the grout in the floor tiles coalesced into straight lines again, I struggled to my feet. A darting speck of movement caught my eye; a scorpion skittered under the toe-kick by the kitchen sink. The back door had blown open when the swamp cooler kicked on and pressurized the house. Groaning, I stepped out into the night, not bothering to close the door behind me.
By Thomas Speer4 months ago in Chapters
Penumbra - Chapter 3
She was my height, and though her insubstantial form lent little detail, the outline of her hair was clear enough, the general shape of her body familiar enough, and the slouching posture reminiscent enough to leave little doubt I was looking at my mom. Her drifting white form walked though the kitchen towards the living room as though I wasn’t there. As she walked by, a familiar tune wafted through the still air -the waltz-y opening notes to “I Love Lucy”. The smell of Virginia Slims hung over the kitchen like an aura, but these senses yielded to silence and stagnation as the vapor-spirit passed further into the house, disappearing into the black hallway toward her bedroom. I let out a small gasp as the breath I had been holding finally broke the silence. I stayed and took several deep breaths, calming myself. I started off after the figure, feeling my way along the hall into the darkness. My eyes had begun to adjust as I continued into her room.
By Thomas Speer4 months ago in Chapters
Penumbra - Chapter 2
Time seemed to prowl around me like a hungry animal. When I started breathing again, I coughed up a cloud of dust. Light had gone completely in my absence, and in the night sky, a stream of silver stars wove light enough to examine my trembling hands. Ten fingers, ten toes. I thought. At least I didn’t get turned into some alien or anything. I stood and stretched. The stiffness told me I had been on the ground for some time. I looked up to assess the time.
By Thomas Speer4 months ago in Chapters
Penumbra - Chapter 1
Shards of terracotta clay fanned out across the yellow dirt, skipping into Choya bushes and under what was left of the exploded boat. A disquieted critter, maybe a lizard, skittered from underneath the wreckage and into the treacherous thicket of cactus in the failing light. I dropped my Red Ryder down on the boat shell and shook my head. “Not making that mistake again” I muttered to myself. It didn’t matter if the mysterious critter had a diamond ring around its little tail. Nothing was worth going anywhere near a Choya bush.
By Thomas Speer4 months ago in Chapters
