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The Green Serpent

In a dystopian future where the population has been decimated by war and rampant illness memories are harvestable and sold to the highest bidder

One Week Window

In the near future, the police force has been privatized and purchased by a television network. The network has set up a television show, “One Week Window,and the catch is this: if the crime is not solved in a week, it is dropped, both from the show and from the police priority list.

Lexicon of the weird

Stories from "The Lexicon of the Weird" are the twisted tales of a world controlled by the Undead who are in the middle of a shadow war for control over the future of mankind.

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Wednesday, February 11, 2015

3Origins 2


 She was so beautiful. That was the first thing that the knight noticed about the woman who stood on the other side of the bars. Her luminous eyes, full lips and smug smile made his heart pound in his chest in a way that he was certain that the priests who had been camped around his cell for the past few weeks could hear as clearly as they could smell sin.

Wednesday, February 4, 2015

Plot Explosion!


        
    Christie’s head felt no better a few hours later. The world seemed to shift slightly whenever she turned her head, and she had needed to retch more than once. She had been unconscious far longer than she had originally realized, and Agent Thomas was anxious to move deeper into the city. The agent paced the tops of the palates, her rifle tucked under her arm, her trigger finger tapping against the stock.

Sunday, February 1, 2015

Resurrection



            Mordecai’s eyes snapped open and lolled towards Dinah, who was carefully stitching the skin of his neck back onto the twitching horror that was his body. A smile creased his lips and he gasped, “I forgot. You are quite the Florence Nightingale, aren’t you?”

Tuesday, October 28, 2014

Humanity


            Bernie opened his eyes slowly, and it took him a moment to remember where he was. The smell of human waste flooded his nostrils and he jerked upright, his eyes quickly scanning the sewer tunnel around him for any signs of danger.

Saturday, October 25, 2014

Stage 5. Acceptance


            Steven woke up face down on a pile of what looked like flattened cardboard boxes, and when he lifted his head he noticed that he was staring out of the doors of an open trash compactor.