Unusual digital distortions appear in an otherwise normal image.
The sun sets on us all.
Each barricade improved their chances of survival, and many found solace in every corridor, staircase, window, and vent that was blocked. Continue reading ““Barricades ‘R’ Us””
His shovel was ready.
He dreamed of his more leisurely pursuits.
“Is someone up there?”
John pulled down the attic ladder. His children cowered behind him.
Can you have one without the other?
After a few beers, a jovial conversation focused mostly on dartball turned bizarre.
“I fought in the Battle of Trois-Rivières.”
There is a new bishop in town. And a new ghost.
Eager for sainthood, the bishop faked his death. He hoped to watch his own canonization from afar.
I’m dead, yet I am. I continue. My mind drifts forward.
You don’t want to find me.
“Where did you get that sheet?”
“I am a ghost.”
“We know you’re angry over your death.”
Inexplicable difficulties at the extraction facility had resulted in a tentative abandonment.
Human presence on Mercury would cease.