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Boomerang of Happiness - 2
Alex was grieving for over two years. During this period, he was transferred several times from one place of work to another, from one strategic object to the next one, and took up shorter assignments as business trips. The frequent movement around the entire Soviet Union kept him going and distracted from thinking about Irina.
By Lana V Lynx4 years ago in Fiction
Hidden Places (Part 10)
Previously in Part 9 Part 10 The kids were unusually quiet the morning after our trip into the valley. We’d all been so unnerved when we got back to the little hamlet that we decided to forego the tents and sleep inside the little house where we’d discovered the information about the derricks and refinery business.
By Paula Shablo4 years ago in Fiction
MAN MADE 5
SETTING DR. LOWINSKYS OFFICE Scene opens in the computer lab where the back up data is at 99.7 percent in the blurred background Lilith and Nuk run out of the simulation room to call the police. The computer says completed and it says “uploading into brain” the system makes a sound and electrocutes Lows unconscious body. Lows body begins to shake as his melanin skin is turned white, he loses color in his lips turning pale and begins to recede at the edges making him smile. Lows eyes loses color turning them milky white and the skin surrounding them turned black, his hair stands up on straight. Low begins to vibrates really fast until he’s ripped through his clothes leaving his red under armor. Low continues to shake even after the machine stops, he eventually stops then there is a silence in the room until there is a sound from outside the window.
By La’Garyus Bonney4 years ago in Fiction
Stronger by Grief
Jacob looked out across University Street at Stella’s where he would meet his contact. It was raining hard as it normally did in Seattle. Middle of winter and yet not a flake of snow. Instead, he was cold and wet. Even with an umbrella he was soaked. He had to wait for his contact to enter first. Normally he didn’t mind, but days like this made it miserable, which was often.
By Chad Rhoads4 years ago in Fiction
Radio Silence - Part 9
There was no one to blame but him. Not the engineers. They did their job, they did everything correctly. It was the compounds. Well, and maybe it was the idiot that didn’t secure the area before leaving the room too, causing the compound to escape the secured air locked space and get out into the main hangar. Yeah, that was him. And, Richard thought, he might’ve put a touch too much of the solidifying agent and not enough of the chemical that would make it fill the gap, and stay up there, like some form of cosmic caulking agent. Oh and the fact that it wasn’t actually loaded into the dispersal mechanisms. The rockets that were supposed to launch it into the atmosphere and send it to where it was supposed to go. The guys that had all those specific trajectories and timing and everything worked out. They weren’t given the opportunity to play their part.
By Caitlin McColl4 years ago in Fiction
The Wanderings of Cedric Slip
My mind steamrolled back and flattened the last 17 years of my life into a two-dimensional, easy-to-read document. I spent my days assessing and diagnosing eyes that stared back me. Eight devoted years studying and understanding how this observant organ operated, I knew all about the coagulation of proteins in the lens which would cause opacification of the edges, spreading inward to the space directly behind the pupil. Cataracts and glaucoma were my special friends. Fasciculation, congenital hypermetropia and strabismus, ate with me every night. Disease and malfunction excited me.
By Robyn Grant4 years ago in Fiction
