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Why You Wouldn't Survive on Earth One Billion Years Ago
Picture yourself travelling through time, your destination a billion years in the past. The time machine sputters and howls, but then it stops working all together. Engaging emergence procedures sees the fearless traveler prepare for an unforeseen landing. It's not a matter of where they'll land, but when. Therefore, when they find themselves in the process of survival, setting up priorities for their existence becomes a crucial issue.
By Amine Oubih2 years ago in Fiction
"Shadows of Suspicion: A Tale of Mysteries at the Gym"?
It was a crisp Saturday morning, the kind that whispered promises of a day without the usual hustle and bustle. For me, Saturdays meant a chance to indulge in my passion for fitness without the constraints of a hectic work schedule. Rising promptly at 6 am, I anticipated a vigorous workout at the gym, having missed a few sessions during the week. The thought of challenging myself with weights and pushing my limits filled me with a sense of exhilaration.
By Jonathan Strydes2 years ago in Fiction
DR. RIVERA IN THE REALMS OF GUARDIANS. AI-Generated.
The Discovery In the heart of the dense Amazon rainforest, where the canopy was so thick that sunlight struggled to pierce through, a team of explorers ventured forth into the unknown. Among them was Dr. Amelia Rivera, a renowned archaeologist with a passion for uncovering the secrets of lost civilizations.
By Nobleman Okosa2 years ago in Fiction
Raider's Grove: Crime Thriller. Content Warning.
CHAPTER ONE 4:15 PM. Friday afternoon, another day in dreary Chicago. The streets are flooded with taxi-cabbies and agitated locals. One by one, they scurry about to their homes and offices all while trying to avoid the dreadful weather. The police station is the busiest it’s ever been; the perks are pouring in like rats and calls are blasting the switchboard.
By Lisa Frederick2 years ago in Fiction
Voices (Part Two)
You can read Voices Part One here: Click Here ☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️ I woke up at sundown, I was a black cat mysteriously walking under ladders. When I came across to the other side, I tiptoed up on 13 mirrors, each one broke and shattered into a thousand shiny pieces. I was struggling, twisting and turning in my bed. Someone was trying to suffocate me. The lights went dark, and an umbrella opened above me. I heard a siren far away. It became louder and louder as if it were right here next to me. It was so close. It shook and rattled me, and startled me out of my sleep.
By Rick Henry Christopher 2 years ago in Fiction
Eyes. Content Warning.
Officer Blake's eyes narrowed as he stared at the young man he was questioning, a look of disbelief already etched on his face. Danny Mortan's tale was so outlandish that it seemed impossible to be true. Uncertain if he had heard correctly, he asked Danny to repeat himself.
By Mother Combs2 years ago in Fiction
The Last Sanctuary:
In the year 2087, the world as we know it had crumbled under the weight of its own hubris. Governments had fallen, economies had collapsed, and society had descended into chaos. In the midst of this dystopian landscape, one city stood as a beacon of hope – Sanctuary.
By Mohamed Ali2 years ago in Fiction
The Ugliest Building. Top Story - May 2024.
Mark Twain called the building I work in, “The ugliest building in America.” I agree. The Dwight D. Eisenhower Executive Office Building isn’t the largest in Washington, D.C., but its imposing façade makes it feel like it is. I work for the Office of E-Government and Information Technology. I have a satellite office in the bowels of this monstrosity. Working in this building gives us quick access to both the President and Vice-President because they also have offices here. This access may be why I’m in this situation, or maybe it’s the project I’m assigned to, or both.
By Mark Gagnon2 years ago in Fiction
The Dog Walker’s Diaries
Annie Doherty, an Irish immigrant with a heart as vast as the ocean, walked the sun-kissed streets of Los Angeles with a secret tucked within the folds of her soul. To those around her, she was merely the dog walker, a kind-hearted woman with a gentle touch and a smile that could brighten the darkest of days. But beneath her humble exterior lay a world of magic—a realm where the whispers of the wind carried tales of old and the shadows danced to the rhythm of forgotten dreams.
By Muhammad Sarmad Razzaq2 years ago in Fiction
River of Oblivion
A rivulet talked of next stage where no one realizes if it is happening at night or early hours of the day was the River of Oblivion; the place where reason rules over fear. Those who sought its depth claimed to always come out covered in tar-like substances that stick on the bodies of souls.
By Strahinja Milošević2 years ago in Fiction
The Ticking Room
Lena's eyes fluttered open, greeted by the pulsating ache in her head and the oppressive darkness enveloping her. A solitary desk stood as a beacon of hope amidst the void, its surface illuminated only by the relentless ticking of a clock and the eerie glow of a flickering monitor. A cryptic message taunted her on the screen: "The past holds the key to your escape."
By Muhammad Sarmad Razzaq2 years ago in Fiction
