Mystery

Surprise!
Day One I often gaze out the window and imagine the sun’s warmth on my skin. I haven’t experienced sunshine in days… or has it been weeks? Months? I can’t go out there. Out into the harsh world? No. No, it isn’t for me. Or I am not for it. Either way, I stay safely behind these windowpanes.
By Julie Hill3 years ago in Fiction
ELEMENTS OF AN ENIGMA
It was a cold, crisp November morning in the Adirondacks. The steel-grey sky reflected on the glassy surface of the lake, where I sat pensively in my canoe. In this tranquil moment I found myself contemplating the swirls of steam rising from the mug of coffee that warmed my hands. The surrounding silence was gradually disturbed by the familiar sound of a flock of Canada geese, winging their way south on their annual migration to the winter grounds. The v-formation of the flock altered course and I could see them drawing closer, guessing there were more than a hundred geese passing overhead. I once thought the leader of the flock was at the head of the formation, but since learned the bird honking commands was always at the end of the longest tail.
By Jon H. Davis3 years ago in Fiction
Kalimba
Splashes of water kicked up when the drone’s blades began to chop from the morning dew. The controller sat back in Wilmington, Delaware and guided the tiny craft with a box in tow. With its extensive battery life, it traveled from its urban home in New Castle County to the fields of Sussex County in Lewes, Delaware.
By Skyler Saunders3 years ago in Fiction
Invading
Sunday- 10:15 AM “What IS that?” asked Perry who stood at the window, gazing at an object in the sky. Linda was in the midst of reading an article about last night’s meteor shower when she looked up to see her mesmerized husband. He hid himself behind the curtains, eying something with great interest.
By David S. JohnsonWilliams3 years ago in Fiction
Recipient Unknown
Machine gun fire and explosions filled my ears. All around me my comrades were dying to the enemy forces faster than we could push them back. I pulled out a grenade from my belt and hurled it at the opposing trench. Screams and moans of protest answered the shockwave, but my triumph was brief. A stray bullet found me and sent me crashing to the ground.
By Georges-Henri Daigle3 years ago in Fiction
Identity
There was no knock on the door, no bell ding-donging to let me know it had arrived. It was just there on the path with one corner hanging over the grass, as if to test just how soft a landing that would have been.
By Paul Wilson3 years ago in Fiction
Dance Of The Nights
The Apartment The apartment was very cheap to rent and in a great area. THEY were surprised to get it, although the estate agent told them that for some reason people only stayed there for a couple of months at the most, and were surprised it wasn’t a holiday let. The owners wanted longer-term tenants however they were prepared to let it at a well below market price.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 3 years ago in Fiction
Why is this here?
It was a cold crisp winter morning, the icy breeze turning my nose red when I opened my front door. I had just received a notification that UPS Remote had delivered a package via drone. The only thing is, I don’t remember ordering anything. But sure enough, right there on my doorstep is a small brown box, about the size of a shoebox. Cautiously I pick up the box and bring it inside. In hindsight picking up a mysterious package that I don’t remember ordering is probably not the best idea, but hey what’s the worst that could happen?
By Maria Lane3 years ago in Fiction
The Curious Case of Michael Little
Streets named after people were never to be trusted, at least in his estimation. The last time he had been accosted by a protestor to join their cause or been involved in a car accident had been suspiciously on a street named after a person. The more well-known, the worse the incident. He recalled a particularly horrible event where a building scaffolding fell onto Martin Luther King Boulevard and caused massive panic that there had been a terror attack. It was not, in fact, a terror attack, only criminal negligence. The trial lasted for weeks, and everyone in town talked of nothing else.
By Sydney M3 years ago in Fiction
Once In A Blue Moon
" The asterological phenomenal is puzzling scientists as there seems to be no reason why the full Moon would be, in fact, bluish in color, - "
By Véronique Racine 3 years ago in Fiction
Opened
Nora yawns, pulling the covers off herself. Drowsily she hops down from her bed, feet landing softly on the wooden floor. After messing with her hair, she opens the door to her bedroom and wanders down the hallway, watching with curious eyes the shadows that streak across the floor with every movement of her feet.
By Chloe3 years ago in Fiction
Return Requested
The box was unlabeled, which meant Ian was already annoyed. His car keys jangled as he shifted his thermos to the crook of his elbow, freeing one hand. The delivery drone beat plasticky air down on his thinning hair as he signed the electronic pad with a swipe of his finger.
By Kiera G 3 years ago in Fiction