Psychological
THE PHANTOM HEIST
Chapter 3: Professional Skepticism Captain Diane Walker's office was immaculate—every file aligned at perfect right angles, pens arranged by color, and not a speck of dust on the mahogany desk. The captain herself was equally precise: silver-streaked hair pulled into a tight bun, not a wrinkle on her blazer despite the late hour.
By Shane D. Spear11 months ago in Fiction
View From the Other Side
“Carl, what do you mean we must leave now? What are you looking at, I need to see.” Jaylene rushed to the window Carl was fixated on and tried her best to look around his unyielding body, but try as she might, her husband remained as rigid as a pillar of granite. She eventually gave up and moved to the front door where she could peer through the sidelight into the front yard. Jaylene saw nothing on the grass or in the sky that should justify the amount of anxiety her husband was showing.
By Mark Gagnon11 months ago in Fiction
Familiar Faces. Runner-Up in 500 Word Shockwave Challenge. Content Warning.
Detective Xavier Perry bent over to check and re-check for the pulse on the young man that he had just shot, mistaking him for having a gun. Stunned to see only a cell phone in the right hand of a somewhat familiar face that he couldn't put a name to just yet. It was probably someone he had arrested before, he told himself. It was the shock and disbelief, the deep remorse of taking the life of an unarmed kid. A kid probably not even sixteen or seventeen. The kid with no pulse to be found.
By Shirley Belk11 months ago in Fiction
The Symphony of Consciousness: A Tale of an Artificial Friend
In a small town nestled in the lap of mountains, where valleys echoed with serenity and rivers flowed like sweet melodies, there lived a young inventor named Arjun. Arjun was not an ordinary man; he was a dreamer, a visionary who believed in the power of technology to transform lives. His workshop, a modest shed at the edge of the town, was filled with gadgets, wires, and blueprints of inventions that were ahead of their time. But among all his creations, there was one that held a special place in his heart—an AI named Aarini.
By Word Weaver11 months ago in Fiction
Ghosted Love
The house stood at the end of a gravel road, a relic of forgotten times, with ivy climbing its stone walls like nature's embrace. Sunlight struggled to pierce through the canopy of ancient oaks, casting dappled shadows across the overgrown garden. The place smelled of damp earth and time itself, a scent that clung to Elena’s clothes as she stepped onto the porch.
By MOHAMMED NAZIM HOSSAIN11 months ago in Fiction
THE PHANTOM HEIST
Chapter 1: The Discovery Sarah Mathews rubbed her tired eyes and reached for her fourth cup of coffee. The digital clock on her desk read 11:42 PM, but the forensic lab hummed with the same fluorescent efficiency it maintained at all hours. Three days after the Meridian National Bank robbery, and she was still finding new details in the security footage.
By Shane D. Spear11 months ago in Fiction
