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01:02 - Faint Memories
<<Table of Contents>> <<Previous Chapter>> Chapter 2 Grey steps forward towards the police cruiser, glancing inside, verifying no secondary officer sits in the passenger seat, then turns right and not after an additional two steps withdraws a Samsung J3 Galaxy phone from inside his jacket, where it had sat nestled in an inside Scottevest, vest pocket.
By Graham Cooke4 years ago in Fiction
Stress Test Ch. 37
Sandy drove three miles from the mall, checking her mirror every block for squad cars or the face of the man she'd wrapped in the jacket. The brown-haired girl never said a word until they stopped at a small park.
By Alan Gold4 years ago in Fiction
Just Let Me Die Here (A Serialized Novel) 39
I am back in the police interrogation room. Detective Singh sits across from me at the table while Officers Michaels and Evans stand behind her. I look down. My hands are cuffed to the edge of the table and my ankles are shackled to the chair.
By Megan Clancy4 years ago in Fiction
Stress Test Ch. 36
By the time Billey and Elwood got home, Otis had already parked the big truck down by the tank. Otis sat high up in the cab with his feet propped against the open door like he thought he was the King of Trucks. When Billey parked the pickup alongside the truck, Otis flicked his cigarette butt and watched it trace a bright orange arc through the night.
By Alan Gold4 years ago in Fiction
The Favorite
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By Rain Dayze4 years ago in Fiction
Whispering Death (part 13)
“Where is she!” The loud booming voice startled Drina awake from the voidless sleep. Several muffled words were exchanged before another roar of the angry male’s voice could be heard.
By Turan Turnip4 years ago in Fiction
Meet Daniel Zindane
Oh, it’s my pleasure. You saved my kids’ lives. I can deny you nothing. Certainly not an interview. Besides, if I ever get eaten, torn to pieces, or cooked in a lava pit, it will be a comfort knowing there’s some sort of record of our time here. Maybe it would make its way home like the proverbial message in a bottle.
By Duskshadows4 years ago in Fiction
Divine Killer
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By Mel E. Furnish4 years ago in Fiction
Bard: Chapter Eight
It was quiet, and Laura liked it that way. There were strict rules about noise in the library, and the students in their carrels were nearly silent, bent over books and scrolls and compositions. There was the faint scratching of pens over paper, and the occasional sneeze or sigh, but otherwise the library was perfectly, peacefully quiet all day long.
By Rena4 years ago in Fiction
Emma: Part One
It is a dark freezing cold night, darker than normal and colder than usual. I walk down Leigh Street, which is the street that leads to Cooler's Lake. I head there most nights to meet my girlfriend Emma, who always insists we meet there bang on midnight. Tonight there is something strange about my walk. The streets are shrouded in a thick fog, so thick that you can barely see through it, and the night air has a terrible musty smell to it. I wrap my jacket tightly around me, desperately trying to avoid the midnight chill. A wolf howls in the distance, and for a moment I freeze, fearing that I will be chased even though the wolf is nowhere near me. There is not a single person on these streets. It is so quiet that as I pass the graveyard, I can hear the spirits almost calling me; except tonight, the noise seems louder, making it sound real. A bat flys over my head startling me, I simply breathe and carry on with my journey. I see a shadow in the fog, just as I turn into the park that leads to Cooler's Lake. I think maybe it is a person, but the shadow disappears into the Lake before I can identify it. I think that I must be hallucinating because of the cold, so I shrug off and head to the lake.
By Carol Ann Townend4 years ago in Fiction
Solving for x
On The Night When Finna Came Back (“The Night When Finna Came Back”, also variably referred to as: The Moment When Everything Changed, How the Gang Got Back Together Again, The Beginning of the End of the End Which Seemed Like It Would Never End, and, That One Time. At no point have any of these titles been literally documented, but they have floated like bits of vague detritus through the minds of those who lived it. Not everything is recorded by the Gods. Some important historical events only exist inside of your head.) On The Night When Finna Came Back , it’s fair to say that Dmitrii overreacted. The proffered bed was appropriate (even though it wasn’t his house), as was the change of clothes, but the three-course dinner at well-past-midnight was a little much. Eating that late was a bad idea, for one thing. He, Finna, and the now-sober Miruku were fully experiencing the consequences of his decisions as they sat there around the kitchen table at five in the morning, unable to sleep but certainly not awake.
By Olivia Fishwick4 years ago in Fiction
Stress Test Ch. 35
It drove Stephen X up the wall that his brother didn't care about things Stephen X would have traded his left nut for. Roscoe acted embarrassed by the way his most casual remarks found a ready audience in Linda who amplified them for the benefit of mankind. Stephen X, on the other hand, took himself so seriously he didn't have a clue why the world ignored him.
By Alan Gold4 years ago in Fiction