The mask was waiting for her when she got home. It was the only thing dangling from the coat hook, and the message was clear. Persephone stared at it, shivering in place. It couldn't have been there long. The rules were clear. If the mask was there for longer than fifteen minutes without her being in her proper place, there would be hell to pay. Persephone...
Dr Jessica Walton floated into the conference room like a fragrance to join Moriarty and the three nurses around the table. A petite woman in her late thirties, she dressed like a senior executive, exuding an air of calm corporate efficiency. "Good morning ladies," she chirped, gliding into her seat. "I thought I should introduce myself before my first ses...
The prison van drew to a halt outside the ominous block of black glass that served as the Research Centre of the Genesis Corporation. The black sheets parted to allow Dean, in chains, followed by Watkins and another guard to step into a bright white room. They stood before the camera and all three looked up into the unblinking lens. A buzzer sounded and a...
It was just turning that preternatural gray that heralds the coming of morning. Clare rolled over in the wide sleigh bed and stretched. Sean was NOT in bed. Where on earth could he be? it was their seventh wedding anniversary - New Year's Eve. That it was a Saturday was a double bonus, since it meant neither one had to make up an excuse for not going to work...
I was the first in my family to go to college. I grew up on my family farm; it was hard, but rewarding work. I played football for our small high school team. I wasn't a 'huge' guy, but my lean body was built for speed. Additionally, having a brother who was three years older than me and always beating me up, I had a higher than normal threshold for pain. Co...
I think that the scent of her hair caused me to first notice her. It had a clean, crisp, tang like the bright sunlight glittering after an early spring ice storm. She was young, very young, not yet twenty, maybe not even eighteen. I caught myself gazing at her where she sat beside me facing the empty seats across the aisle, her knees demurely together. Each...
Welcome to this new series of Stories, Which revolve around Murphy And his rules. Where what can go wrong, Will go wrong, At the worst possible time. And under the most worst-case scenario. Murphy at his best! Of course some have stated That Murphy was an Optimist! * This Story is Based Upon Twilight Zone Created by Rod Serling and In Conjunction Wit...
If only Josh could pass out. Or finish himself off already. I have to keep my breathing relaxed. Keep my eyes closed. Keep still in this obscene position he's put me. Keep pretending I'm asleep. Ignore the shaking of the bed. Ignore his animalistic grunts. Ignore the sound of those fucking ice cubes, clinging against his empty glass to the rhythm of his jerk...
For my 8th birthday, my parents brought me to see a play about a cat who wore boots and was a hero to many people. I adored the play, and when we returned home, I reenacted it as often as possible with the cat my parents gave me. I used him like a doll, dressing him up, and pretending he was an invincible force of justice. A strange thing happened; one day,...
I realized as I slammed the door that that if she was really a ghost that wasn’t going to slow her down a lot. “Damn!” I swore as she came through it. I turned and began hoofing it down the corridor. I really wasn’t sure what I could do but keeping away from her seemed like a good idea. Let me tell you how it all started. I was going to school at I.T.T....