Sci Fi
Phantom Shift-The Redux
This is Part Two in a series. You can read Part One Here. Please be sure to follow to Part Three at the End. 5:43 am, Anacostia, Washington. Jason Costas, a counterintelligence agent with the Defense Intelligence Agency waits for his bus. He had arrived in his position by a rather circuitous route after the Air Force. Despite the accident of his agency recruiter’s ignorance, confusing his last name with the common Spanish last name Costa, he was glad the man had stuck him in the Latin America division. It wasn’t much fun to keep working on signals intelligence at first, but things took off after his transfer to the human intelligence side of the house. The irony that his first deployment was as a civilian was never lost on him. But that was all in the past now. Long gone were his days of recruiting and running sources from Santiago to Caracas. No more getting chased through the narrow streets of favelas. What he would give for one more sunset on the beaches of Los Cobanos. But he’s a company man now. It was time to work his way up the ladder. One more year, and he could apply to the Office of General Counsel.
By Atomic Historian4 years ago in Fiction
The nightmare in the dream
The elevator’s door stopped at level 22 because during their fight, the cleaning lady pressed all the buttons with her arm. As the door was sliding to open, she pushed her out and she fell on her knees. In that moment, she felt confused and had no time to react as she would promptly do so in normal situations. But this was no normal situation.
By Annaelle Artsy4 years ago in Fiction
Looming
This time oblivion had a periwinkle hue. A void rolled out from the heavens, tempting and teaching simultaneously like so many inedibles arranged on a great sheet, bound at four corners, displayed before St. Peter. Whether a confrontation with the divine or a mere delusion, Peter had wielded virtue and wisdom and focus in his trance, but Sarah found herself wholly distracted in hers, and crushed by immeasurable dread.
By Isaac Hall4 years ago in Fiction
Redemption
Once upon a time, I was just a girl with more abilities than an ordinary girl. I felt everything only by a touch; All your memories. Emotions and pains, Doubts and denials. All aspects of complicated human personalities. And I always had this dark side in me.
By Ida Nayeri4 years ago in Fiction
