Series

The Break-In
Elon snuck from drawer to drawer, searching the desk. Suddenly, the light turned on. “What are you doing?” his commanding lookalike demanded.
By Stephanie Hoogstad3 months ago in Fiction
Punk Tactics
Everyone in the Belcher household was sectioned off and fixed on their individual tasks. The subtle creaks of an old house settling echoed through an empty hall. Bob and Linda sat quietly in the kitchen, wine glasses sweaty and half empty. Bob stares at the phone, in complete shock and disbelief.
By Dylan-Quinn Harris3 months ago in Fiction
Trump 2.0
Elon hovered over the Imagineer as he reprogrammed the Trump animatronic. “So, he will recognize me as his master above all the others now, correct?” he asked.
By Stephanie Hoogstad3 months ago in Fiction
The Forgotten Atlas — Part 10: The Shoreline That Breathes
The world ended quietly—without fire, without judgment—only silence. By the winter of 2026, every map server in the world began returning errors.
By Wellova 3 months ago in Fiction
The Forgotten Atlas — Part 9: The Cartographer’s Echo
The night over Torrento was unnaturally silent. After the Gate 12 incident, the airport had been sealed for investigation. But rumors spread faster than official silence ever could — travelers spoke of lights moving beneath the runway, of whispers that came through the PA system in a language that wasn’t recorded in any archive.
By Wellova 3 months ago in Fiction
TUS NUA - ch 40
TUS NUA – ch 40 New Beginnings – Mia and Midnight (*)(*)(*) Seth Stillman left Finola’s cottage confused but with a happy heart that he didn’t understand. He kept thinking back through his life and couldn’t remember ever feeling this happy. But why? he wondered.
By Margaret Brennan3 months ago in Fiction
The Myth of the Rupture
By High Scribe Uriel of the Seventh Archive, in the Rein of the Forty-Third Matron. On the Nature of the Veil The unlearned say the Veil is a barrier—a wall between the living and the Deep Field.
By Kristen Keenon Fisher3 months ago in Fiction
The Second Stirring
(Fragment from the Book of Still Waters, Volume iv: "On the Birth of the Anchors." Banned after the 9th Council of Vethra.)
By Kristen Keenon Fisher3 months ago in Fiction
Unforgotten
Zeelen transmitted from the kitchen: “‘Mysteries abound where most we seek for answers.’ You know who wrote that? It was Ray Bradbury. Think he may have been onto something.” She picked up an apple, ruby-red, unmarred, and hesitated, before biting. It was juicy, and delicious. A new theory was required.
By Eric Wolf3 months ago in Fiction
A Message Written in Moon Dust
Dr. Aris Thorne was a geologist, a woman of rock and reason. The first human mission to the lunar farside was her life's work. As her lander settled into the dust of the Mendeleev Basin, a place of eternal Earth-shadow, her heart beat with a purely scientific thrill. She was here to read the moon's oldest stories, written in stone.
By Habibullah3 months ago in Fiction
Thirty Seconds After Midnight
“Why can’t I go home?” Elon asked. The commanding lookalike sighed and pulled a tablet out of its briefcase. It queued up a video and handed the tablet to Elon.
By Stephanie Hoogstad3 months ago in Fiction
The Compensation Plan
“I heard you are asking for $1 trillion from Tesla,” the commanding Elon lookalike said as it looked over the bunker plans.
By Stephanie Hoogstad3 months ago in Fiction