Archive for the ‘sci-fi’ Category

Part I here Stacy drew her mouth into a pout to form frog lips which she then let go with a pop. This time the sound was muffled by the corner of the room which was pressed up against her face. Her still bared bottom felt like two tight spheres flame roasted by a torch gun […]


Part I here Garrick and Stacy stood facing one another by her bed. The old rancher was not tall, but he was near head shoulders taller than the diminutive writer and she had to lift her chin to eyeball him. “I am not a kid, I am not one of your minions and I am certainly […]


Part I here Garrick rubbed the bridge of his nose as he ran his eye down the line of corpses laid out in the barn, all of them hunters. Jared and Sundance had agreed that about a third of those that had come to town were now dead but that it most probably wasn’t over. “A […]


Part I here The night was still but it was not the owl screech that woke the man. Sundance inclined his head and sniffed. There was a tang of metal in the air. It was a bitter smell admixed with sweat, adrenalin and gun oil. Nothing about the smell should have been strange to him around […]


Part I here Alice was feeling sorry for herself but at least she had stopped crying. She lay face down and dejected on her bed tracing the pattern of the bed pane with an idle finger. She should be bored, she should have been mad; she sighed and rolled over onto her back. Her thoughts strayed […]


Part I here The lock was old. The handle was the kind wrought of iron by a local blacksmith, making it at least a hundred years old, Stacy guessed. Tampering with an antique felt wrong somehow and after looking around she strained on tip toes to see through the dust caked window. The desk she could […]


Part I here Alice felt like a love-struck teen as she scampered up to the twins and cursed the feeling. They may have rescued her, but they had kidnapped her too. She had a right to know their intentions. How dare they make her feel this way? “Hold up,” she panted and came to a stop. […]


Part I here The knock at the door did not so much wake Alice as send her six feet in the air. She had been lying there for hours now, starting at every car in the lot and every footfall expecting the door to burst open any moment. But when they came calling she wasn’t ready. […]


Part I here Stacy decided her room would be the best place to hang until the day settled in and she got forgotten and then she would see what she could see. She figured that anywhere that wasn’t locked in the house was fair game, after all Augusta hadn’t put anywhere in particular off limits. Only […]


Part I here Stacy hadn’t eaten a home cooked meal since she couldn’t remember, although she could have done without the audience. Not that Augusta was unsubtle, but after sitting the writer at the kitchen table with a chicken stew she called a young girl just to watch Stacy while the older woman came and went […]