Science Fiction
Demon In The Woods
She crouched down, hiding behind the crumbled wall. She heard the crunching of feet passing next to her as she held her breath, hoping it didn't hear the hammering of her heart or smell her perspiration. She heard it pause and turn; her body dove and she twisted just soon enough to see it smash the wall into dust.
By Jamais Jochim5 months ago in Chapters
Tattoos & Rail Guns Chapter 4: The Coming of the Tattooed Voyager
Lieutenant Sawyer ran into the hallway just behind the rest of her team. The dretch easily dwarfed the soldiers, being twice as tall as a man and was built like a wrestler. Naked save for its ragged loincloth, its size made it look almost like a gigantic baby. Well, except for the nasty roar and a maw of sharp teeth.
By Jamais Jochim5 months ago in Chapters
The Night the Stars Fell Silent. AI-Generated.
Mira had always believed that the universe spoke in light — in pulses, in echoes, in subtle vibrations that only telescopes and sensitive minds could understand. From childhood, she had felt connected to the night sky in a way that no one around her ever understood. While others saw stars, she saw patterns. While others saw darkness, she felt presence.
By shakir hamid5 months ago in Chapters
Brass Ring Chapter 4: Time to Get Going
Don Pelegrine looked over the resumes of those he had chosen to participate in the heist. Tran “Pinball Wizard” Kung would be providing all of the technical expertise; he and the tools inside his spheroid battle-suit should be able to handle the security software and associated technology. He should enable the team to get into the vault and then exit it under full cover. He had also been the first to arrive; he had fortunately been leading a symposium just a few cities away.
By Jamais Jochim5 months ago in Chapters
Tattoos & Rail Guns Chapter 3: A World Recreated
Lieutenant Sawyer couldn't help but superimpose the past onto the future as they walked to the dretch's home. Even a few years ago the area they were walking through would have been a bustling small town, with people crowding the sidewalks and hovercars swarming the road. The sun would be gleaming off the buildings. Rapid City, South Dakota, had become a metropolis by 2098, on the cutting edges of cybernetics and material technology, as well as near the largest herds of bison.
By Jamais Jochim5 months ago in Chapters
Inversion - 14. AI-Generated.
Chapter 14 By autumn, there were twenty-three. Laurel couldn’t pinpoint exactly when it happened. The original five had been joined by others in ones and twos – a dropout from seminary school in Oregon, a retired librarian from Phoenix, a pair of grad students who’d abandoned their dissertations to follow rumors of a man who had transcended death. Word spread through networks he didn’t understand: online forums, intentional communities, the loose confederation of seekers who moved between ashrams and retreat centers like migrant workers heading to wherever seasonal crops of enlightenment could be ready to be harvested.
By The Myth of Sysiphus5 months ago in Chapters
Who's the real Monsters?
Eric's POV The day started off normal, had breakfast and kept it down, then listened in on Ed and Shelly. Would've listened in on both of them a bit more if a sudden feeling of dread didn't seep into my bones. It was the same feeling I had when Z was taken to Nurse Ratchet. That Thing is flexing it's power.
By Lucy Torralba5 months ago in Chapters
Inversion - 13. AI-Generated.
Chapter 13 Laurel left at dawn, or tried to. He made it perhaps two hundred yards down the mountain path before his legs gave out, depositing him unceremoniously on a fallen log beside the trail. His body, stripped to its essentials during the long sitting, had forgotten how to coordinate the complex business of walking on rough terrain.
By The Myth of Sysiphus5 months ago in Chapters
Inversion - 12. AI-Generated.
Book IV: Shape from the Void Chapter 12 Laurel awoke to the sound of voices, which was wrong on several levels. First, because he had been certain that he was dead – not metaphorically dead, but genuinely, biologically dead, his consciousness dissolved into whatever quantum foam may underly awareness. Second, because voices implied other people, and other people were the last thing he wanted to encounter in whatever state he now found himself in.
By The Myth of Sysiphus5 months ago in Chapters
