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Cold Storage – 1.4

Gaia locked her quarters and turned on the pulmonary assist device next to her bed. She wasn’t exactly going to sleep. It would be hours before the mechs completed their survey of the alien vessel. Gaia wasn’t that patient. She … Continue reading

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Work in Progress – Witch Doctor

This past year, in November, I decided to take a stab at NaNoWriMo, an annual event where one writes a novel during the month of November. I haven’t finished this one yet, but I have finished a section of it … Continue reading

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Splat!

The body lay all over the sidewalk.  It popped like a water balloon, covering the side of the building and part of the street with body fluids. Nobody saw where it fell from. The police canvassed the neighborhood looking for … Continue reading

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Driftwood (Part 11)

“What do you want? Winona demanded. One of the three intruders raised his rifle to Winona’s face, but she stood firm. “I said ‘what do you want’ and I expect an answer.” “A name,” the reply came from behind them from … Continue reading

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Driftwood (Part 10)

Winona examined the driftwood more closely. It was old and gray. But there was nothing written on it; there was no evidence that it had ever seen paint of any kind. Jason sat down and started drumming the table with … Continue reading

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Driftwood (Part 9)

Jason dropped Marianne off at her condo after a long drive home.  He had spent the entire trip explaining as little as possible about the person following them and the man in the hospital. He wanted to satisfy her curiosity … Continue reading

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Driftwood (Part 8)

“Agent Kent,” he smiled as the woman at the desk turned to face him, “What brings you here?” Jason realized the stupidity of the question the moment it hit the air. “He’s awake and insisting that it was just an accident.” “That’s … Continue reading

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