Mystery
Beyond the Box
A mass wave of nausea sweeps over Nathan as he slams down the box's lid. Never again, never again would he allow his curiosity to tempt him into opening the box. The amount of fear only outweighed by the guilt held all the conviction he needed to keep the promise he made himself.
By [email protected]3 years ago in Fiction
I've Got The World On A String
Ding-Dong. 12:00 p.m. on the dot. Ernie knew how she liked consistency. Martha stretched her tired legs from their crossed position on the couch and slipped on her pink fuzzy slippers, waiting patiently near the coffee table. Stretching her back, then adjusting her matching pink robe with a fuzzy white tail on the back, Martha set forward with a purposeful, yet mindless shuffle towards the door.
By Kyla Crist3 years ago in Fiction
Dear Self, Please Read
Tip #3 If you find yourself running through an early-succession forest, only open your eyes part way. The reason for this, though it may be seen to be a distinct disadvantage as you move full tilt with your eyes squinted, is actually to bring you more success.
By Michelle Campbell3 years ago in Fiction
Get Rich or Die Trying
Mrs. McGillicuddy from down the street exploded this morning. Dahlia Mason from Unit 119 won a flash drive with the key to access a crypto wallet containing ten million dollars worth of Bitcoin. Jack Devries in the basement apartment got a box that contained nothing but a blank flash drive.
By Donna Renee3 years ago in Fiction
Kill Your Darlings
A screaming came across the sky… Was that Pynchon, he thought? Warren was in the middle of finishing up his third cup of coffee as he heard the noise growing outside his front door. His copy of “Gravity’s Rainbow” was in a box somewhere in the basement, unread except for a few chapters. But he always remembered that line. “A screaming comes across…”
By Kendall Defoe 3 years ago in Fiction
Something Unexpected
The distant chime of Mica's phone announced a new notification interrupting the steady clacking of the keyboard. She paused briefly and considered if she could afford the distraction. Two weeks behind schedule, Mica needed to complete the last chapter of her latest novel. Her ears were still ringing after Caitlyn chewed her ears off last night. So instead of checking her phone, she silences all incoming messages and calls.
By Jasmine S.3 years ago in Fiction
The Mystery Box
Halloween The kids would be trick or treating as soon as the sun went down, and she had a huge bowl on small candy bars to hand out. She had decorated her yard with a skeleton that moved and yelled at movement near it. One of her hand-knit muffler scarves in orange and black adorned its neck and waved in the breeze; its long fingers pointed regularly in various directions as it screamed. Beverly was making up her face to be a ghoul with blood running from her eyes when she heard a strange noise. She checked the time - three o’clock. She looked out the bedroom window and saw rusty colored oak leaves swirling in the street. Her neighbor Anne Marie was shutting her curbside mailbox. Seeing Bev in the window, she raised her hand to wave, but suddenly froze, and stared across the street at Beverly’s yard. Confused, Bev went downstairs and out onto her porch. The skeleton was shrieking and waving its arms. A white drone with a black spider on its back was lifting off her front walk, having gently made its delivery. Human-like, seemingly observing Beverly, it hovered. She looked at the drone, then the package, impressed at the careful delivery. Swooping low over the box, its rotor let out a squeal and spun hard around and around. Now that it had Beverly’s undivided attention, it rose again and moved slowly toward her, showing two painted on eyes circled in red. It snapped a photo of Beverly in lieu of a signature, tipped to its side as if to say ‘bye,’ then skimmed quickly along the treetops following the footprint of the residential street. Beverly saw her name and address in bold black seven-inch letters on a heavy-duty corrugated packing box. Along its bottom edge were ten-inch dark red letters: L - A - EXPEDITE. Ensure recipient home. TIME SENSITIVE. DO NOT LEAVE UNATTENDED.
By Andrea Corwin 3 years ago in Fiction
Folded In
One day while sitting at my apartment, I was kicking back in my seat. My neighbor Julie had stopped on by to hang out for the day. With a stack of chicken thighs in the oven and Minecraft YouTube videos playing on the TV, today was going to be a lazy day no matter how you spelt it. After a morning workout and having entered in a few more poems onto Vocal, I was exhausted even before it had already turned 09:00. Nothing was going to unglue from my place of comfort today.
By Thavien Yliaster3 years ago in Fiction
