By Joseph Hirsch Image by santoelia The Tritonite was a rebuilt amalgam of fused steel transport tankers that looked more like a dirigible than a proper spaceship, and the thing tended to rattle. It was hard enough to… Continue Reading
By Daniel Elliot Image by Cyrsiam The funeral was a jovial affair. Music, dancing, and plenty of Church beer to lubricate social strings under the warm Idaho sun. Evie did her best to enjoy herself, despite the circumstances.… Continue Reading
By Jamie Drew Image by CynthiaL04 There’s a stain on this meeting room floor that Jess has never seen, and it’s hard to say whether that’s because it’s new or because she’s never seen anything in this building… Continue Reading
By Holly Day Image by Kundra The thick sheaf of sheet music rested on top of a pile of old cooking books and a dog-eared collection of Bible-themed children’s books, loosely collected in a manila folder simply labeled… Continue Reading
by Joseph Hirsch Image by Ev. Safronov There were probably more than two types of people, but one had to keep it simple sometimes if they wanted the world to make sense. For Katie the world was divided… Continue Reading
By Kyle Toucher Image by DomCritelli Virgil Fontaine was caught red-handed playing tetherball with a human head. Immediately after the SWAT Commander Delois set one of his guys loose with the breaching hammer, the deadbolts snapped, and the… Continue Reading
By Ed Nobody Image by Alta Oosthuizen The last of the needles were drawn from McEnry’s naked shining head, exposing an array of tiny holes oozing with turgid red pus. Wincing at the pain rushing under the fragile… Continue Reading
By Lorna D. Keach Image by Vegorus One night at 3am, when she’s already been up for hours hunting through found footage videos, Dennie finds the birthday party: title 08/25/84, username nostalgiamachine. Three minutes of a handful of… Continue Reading
By Jeff Dosser Image by Jaromir Chalabala “Look out.” Jan gestured from the passenger seat to the dark road ahead. “There’s a branch down on the right.” Mike squinted past the clacking wipers and fogged windshield and eased… Continue Reading
By DL Shirey Image by Ana Aguirre Perez Dillon Baumgartner stopped before a portrait, one in a row of two dozen along the wall. Each was spotlit, in a thick, ornate frame, yet none had nameplates. Identification wasn’t necessary;… Continue Reading