Mystery
Dreamer - Chapter 8
Disclaimer: This story has multiple parts. To read the previous part, you can click here. I hung my shopping bag over my wrist as I ran out the front doors and across the parking lot back to my car. The parking lot didn't feel this big when I first arrived. My eyes wandered everywhere for Ace. I felt like screaming out his name, but what if Rev was still here and was able to hear me? If it really was him who was supposedly standing behind me, there was no way he would have been able to get too far away. The thought of him standing behind me gave me the chills; the breathing on my neck, the unknowing that he was there all along.. I hurried back to my car as quick as I was able.
By 'Lissa Stufflestreet5 years ago in Fiction
Back from the Past
The orange and purple lights of his back-up bounced off the abandoned buildings surrounding him and Officer Sahedral sighed in relief. He hadn’t believed the dispatcher when the call came over the radio about a ‘sighting of a giant prehistoric monster' in the warehouse district, but now … He’d seen it with his own eyes. It was horrifying.
By Debora Dyess5 years ago in Fiction
The Secret of the Barendras
Indrajeet Bagchi stretched out in the back seat of their Toyota Innova as their father drove out of the busy Kolkata Streets to head out into the highway for Berhampore. He and his sister Abanita had to accompany the family to their ritual winter holiday to Berhampore where the family would gather and reminisce the family’s roots in neighboring Bangladesh and how they were forced to migrate to Kolkata after partition in 1947. His father had excitedly told him about a great uncle returning from a visit to Rajshahi and the new discoveries he had made. Indrajeet didn’t expect much except a few more new stories about how their ancestors had diversified from Land ownership to River piracy along the Padma River.
By Partho Choudhury5 years ago in Fiction
MAN MADE 5
SETTING DR. LOWINSKYS OFFICE Scene opens in the computer lab where the back up data is at 99.7 percent in the blurred background Lilith and Nuk run out of the simulation room to call the police. The computer says completed and it says “uploading into brain” the system makes a sound and electrocutes Lows unconscious body. Lows body begins to shake as his melanin skin is turned white, he loses color in his lips turning pale and begins to recede at the edges making him smile. Lows eyes loses color turning them milky white and the skin surrounding them turned black, his hair stands up on straight. Low begins to vibrates really fast until he’s ripped through his clothes leaving his red under armor. Low continues to shake even after the machine stops, he eventually stops then there is a silence in the room until there is a sound from outside the window.
By La’Garyus Bonney5 years ago in Fiction
Encrypted
Ten more minutes until the weekend could begin. Tamia enthusiastically wrapped up the last phone call lingering in her queue. Praying the call would be complete in six minutes or less, she was happy to find herself and the customer working together to resolve the issue. A glance at the lower right-hand corner of her computer displayed the time proudly.
By Andrea Tumblin5 years ago in Fiction
WINTER
Simon's drive to work in winter was always boring, bland and colourless, except for her piercing green eyes. He'd seen the girl before, many times, always in the same place and always seeming to stare into him as he passed her by the side of the road. She used to have her thumb out trying to hitch a ride into town, but lately, she seemed to stand there limply staring at him. Always in the same spot, he noticed, never further up the road and she was always gone on his drive home.
By Matt Loftus5 years ago in Fiction
8:32 PM
Friday, May 24,2013, started like every other Friday. Awake, shower, coffee, dog out, dress, off to work. This Friday after work I was picking up two of my 5 grandson’s to spend the weekend. Nothing new there, except these visits allowed them to see their mom. Bipolar off meds, addicted to Opioids, and running a muck but never missed a visit sober clean with her children. She had 4 beautiful children. Three boys, one girl. To tell my story, her story we must travel back in time to reach 8:32 pm May 22, 2013. The day that changed our lives forever. Will you join me on this journey of life, mystery, murder, grief and healing?
By Julia Jacobs5 years ago in Fiction
The Legend of Old Chokey
Despite it being the middle of summer the weather had decided to rise to the occasion and provide a grey, miserable and misty day for the funeral. Harry hadn’t spent much time in his home town in the past decade and the monotony of the surroundings today matched his embedded memory of the place. He was now sat in the silent living room of his childhood home with two of those he had left behind. Opposite him was his father Ed, the past few days had aged the already old man even more and his ancient black suit did little to help make him look any less old. Next to him was his older brother, 15 years his senior he too was looking far older than he had when they saw each other during their last fleeting Christmas visit. Harry struggled to keep his eyes off his father who despite his stoic expression looked like a dam at breaking point.
By Simon Curtis5 years ago in Fiction
