By Joseph Hurtgen WWWoronin/ shutterstock Downbeat sprawled out on the broken concrete, eyes rolled back, body vibrating. Out of his mouth a stream of data, numbers, code, keywords, shadows of intelligence. Xqijy— everyone called her Exie—kneeled at his… Continue Reading
By Joseph Hurtgen Evocation Images/ shutterstock A jet thundered overhead. Chegg raised his right arm—well, there wasn’t much left of it, just an arthritic stub. Pain smoldered in the background of Chegg’s awareness. He heard the ping that… Continue Reading
By Joseph Hurtgen Design Projects/ shutterstock Panopti.com data files downloaded to your occipital storage node, it’s time to cut the connection and get outta Dodge. You call up an exit protocol, but something overrides your commands. You hear… Continue Reading
By Lucas Enne Liu zishan/ shutterstock Riku came on board the Violentlight at the Kamach station, ironically. We were just diving in for a few days to refresh our morale, stretch our legs, and do whatever the hell… Continue Reading
By Aidan Alberts geralt/ pixabay Hurtling through the shrouded cover of the burning town of Paradise, Frank’s fingernails carved deep into the black leather of the steering wheel. He did not appreciate the mechanistic sound of a cocking… Continue Reading
By Nicole Walsh image by Athitat Shinagowin/ shutterstock “I’d kill for a cigarette,” Mindy said. “Then I’d resurrect his ass and charge him for the resurrection.” “Doesn’t work like that, Mindy.” She turned, flashing me a cheeky smile.… Continue Reading
By Jack Windeyer sdecoret/ shutterstock Jorge 1 Jorge and Rosina walked the outer corridor of the base, keeping close to the windows overlooking an asteroid field. Rosina’s bushy eyebrows and long nose were familiar and comforting to Jorge.… Continue Reading
By Arón Reinhold Artwork by Trevor Garza “Shuhkǂ, who is it now?” Nick said, tossing his neural headset down with mock anger at the incessant sound of the door tone. He was fairly short for a human, and… Continue Reading
By Peter Wakeman Schranz Matthew Jolley/ shuttersrtock The two of us — me and John, my cousin — we didn’t understand, at the time, that foreclosure was specifically bad. I was nine, John six I think. We lived… Continue Reading
By Terry Davis Michael C. Gray/ shutterstock Detroit, Michigan Spring, 2072 Grant woke up having to pee. As his eyes began to focus, he could see it wasn’t his room. It was cold and sterile; no bedside table… Continue Reading