The carnage and chaos had ended.
He was the only survivor.
Recognizable remains littered the corridors. Blood pooled over artificial gravity wells.
A course to Earth was set, and he gingerly collapsed into a cryogenics pod.
As the pod sealed, a motion light kicked on.
A fallen angel shudders with fear.
Trapped in one corner of an upper room, a demon roiled with anger and pushed over a dresser.
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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””
A watery grave holds only so many drops.
You need a shotgun to squash these bugs.
“The lightning bugs sure are glowing bright tonight!”
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65 million years allow for more than cloning.
“I didn’t leave Lubumbashi to chase shadows!” the hunter shouted. “Where is mokele-mbembe? Where is this Congolese dinosaur?”
The Romans recycled almost everything.
Pinned by Vandal hordes, the Romans sought any advantage.
“Move the undead soldiers to the front lines!”
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John pulled down the attic ladder. His children cowered behind him.
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Although he worried he may lose his nerve, he disembarked at Howesville and walked the last six miles to Kingwood.
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Prehistoric Georgia is now.