A chilling sleep begins.
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.
Overlooked.
Undercooked.
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.
The night light flickered.
You need a shotgun to squash these bugs.
“The lightning bugs sure are glowing bright tonight!”
65 million years allow for more than cloning.
The Romans recycled almost everything.
And anything.
Pinned by Vandal hordes, the Romans sought any advantage.
“Move the undead soldiers to the front lines!”
“Is someone up there?”
John pulled down the attic ladder. His children cowered behind him.
“Railroad passes?”
“Check.”
Although he worried he may lose his nerve, he disembarked at Howesville and walked the last six miles to Kingwood.
Continue reading ““The Vampire Hunter’s Apprentice: The Count of Coal Country””
Prehistoric Georgia is now.
“Close the portal!”
A Visit to the Idea Factory 