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Look UpIn the corner of the living room, half-hidden under a curtain rustling in the light rainy breeze was the emaciated figure of a young girl, no more than sixteen or seventeen. She couldn't have been. Dr. James Noble let the beam of his flashlight hover over her skeletal form for a few seconds before he stepped towards her. The silence in the house was overwhelming. Nothing could be heard but the pattering of the rain on the rooftop, and the quiet, labored breathing of the little girl.
She couldn’t have sat down more than a day or two ago, but she looked as if she hadn’t moved in months. Her eye sockets were like gaping black holes, the eyes themselves like all the others. Every specimen they had seen. Everyone…everyone on Earth had done this…
He could barely look at those eyes; barely hold the gaze of whatever this girl had become. He closed his own eyes, his flashlight beam wavering as his hands shook. He fell to his knees; sweat beading across his body as he r
1. The Only ColorChapter 1: The Only Color
Snap. Just like everything was back in vision and he could see again. Where am I? he thought.
He looked down at his hands...to see long sharp gray talons. He yelped. "What happened?" out loud, the sound echoing in the empty world he had found himself in.
His name was Emile and he was greatly confused. He could easily remember what had happened when...that thing, which claimed to be the LP Curse, had decided to possess him. He said his personality would be gone but he was okay...other than the talons and whatever else had happened. A horrible thought crossed his mind What if I AM the LP Curse?
He pushed the thought to the back of his mind, deciding to look around. The area he was in was almost featureless, a gray plain, slightly tinted green. He took a step forward and was shocked when the area vastly changed, the gray plain collapsing to reveal a set of lime green stairs going down. He looked around; there was nowhere else to go. He jumped
what I did in outer space, and why I did it.Ten years ago, two candidates were needed for a mission that was far different from any other before. It would be a three-year journey to Alpha Centauri , a four-year mission to begin upon arrival, and three years back home once it was completed. The psychologists wanted people who weren’t leaving a lot behind. John was the obvious choice for the first position. He was the only child of an only child, who was also the only child of an only child, and so on and so forth. He didn’t have many friends since he was always busy with work, only acquaintances he waved to in the halls of the university.
A few weeks after he’d been chosen, he came to my office to tell me that his superiors were still looking for a second.
“Ten years is a long time to be gone from Earth,” I told him from my desk, though he knew by the way I was spinning in my chair that I was seriously considering it.
“Just put your name in and see wh
OHFE: Eleven Little Doctors (pt.2)
Good old web sites. With a little bit of hacking (including using Kaster's sonaser which was then returned - the mini-mister-Master hadn't even noticed his being pick-pocketed and vice versa) you can locate anyone from the site to which the crocheted toys' photos are submitted, Kyon Turlough thought. He had located the occupation of the possible candidate for the role of those toys' owner and maker, and now he was skating there.
Having reached the found address, Kyon stopped and frowned, thinking. The owners of this two-floor house were having guests, and they probably wouldn't like a party-crasher, so the boy quickly activated the in-built function in his board and dashed up into the opened window on the second floor. Easy as pie. People don't usually leave windows open in such not-too-warm weather, unless they want the air in their rooms to stay fresh, so no one had to be there... and no one was.
"If I were a burglar - and I'm not a burglar - wh
The Fairest Competition in the Universe It wasn't an epidemic. It was more like pandemic. Throughout the planet, no matter in which country, people were found unconscious. On the streets, at home, in shops, whenever. But it wasn't some kind of illness. There was something odd about it. All victims weren't dead, but they couldn't be called alive either. They weren't breathing, their hearts stopped beating, but their bodies remained warm and flexible, not turning into "proper" corpses. And the only common thing about them was the lack of something common. Children, teenagers, elderly people - anybody. History knew some examples of such symptoms, but at the time when they had appeared others had preferred to stay silent about them, so the only thing left was to watch them.
"Grace? Dr. Holloway?"
"There's another one. Was found near the fountain in the square". The nurse showed a document book in light brown cover. "The only documents we could find".
VT 2 Aftermath 1A purple furry girl was sitting on the couch in front of the cameras, as they began to roll.
Rena: Hello everyone and welcome to the VT aftermath. These last four battles have been brutal on the green team, so they have lost four out of four battles. They deserve it more than anyone to win the next battle, please make it happen everyone! Seriously, you're putting my husband in a lot of gambling debt! Anyway, today's guests are the first four to lose in the tournament. Blackfire, Giganta, MK, and Mikaela Banes. Let's start with the first to get eaten.
Blackfire was sitting on the couch, and looked at Rena.
Rena: So Blackfire. Your sister Starfire entered the tournament last season. Was that your inspiration for entering this one?
Blackfire: Well obviously. I wanted to prove I was superior.
Rena: And how did that work out for you?
Blackfire: It was unfair. How could I have been defeated like that?! I had the advantage!
Rena: Apparently that wasn't enough. But still Blackfire, do you thin
VT 2 - Chapter 4In the red team's living room, they were celebrating their continued winning streak. Jasmine was enjoying the attention and the amount of praise the girls were giving her.
Carly: You did great in that battle Jasmine, I hope that we can keep up the winning streak.
Jasmine: Me too, but I'm kind of worried about something. I haven't seen Dark Magician Girl lately. I know it's surprising that after all the arguing I'm worried about her, but come on, I don't want her as an enemy.
Clover: Don't worry, you two might fight a lot, but I know she wouldn't turn on a teammate.
Aayla: We should start thinking about who we could eat next. Zelda is off the menu for two more battles, so that leaves twelve girls.
Carly: I want Mikaela to get eaten, and I want to be the one to do it. She' Sam's ex so nothing would make me happier.
The girls smiled and giggled at the thought of Carly eating Mikaela.
On the couch, Rapunzel and Samus were snuggling each other.
Samus: It was just one vote Rapunzel. It's not
OHFE: The Christmas Calendar The day at school was hard, there wasn't even time to glance out of the window. Even too hard - as soon as Kyon Turlough went out of school doors, he at first thought that he was dreaming or the whole building had been brought to another place, like in that nasty business with Judoon platoon on the moon. Actually the urban landscape was the same, but everything was covered with the layer of white powder which was falling from the sky. Or it wasn't powder - those were large flakes.
"Wow, it's the first snow!" Audrey Rayner, the girl in whose family Kyon lived during his being on Earth, rushed out of the school doors. Unlike her "temporal brother", she was excited about this natural phenomenon. "Kyon? What's up?"
"What is going on, Audrey?" Kyon wondered, taking a handful of white flakes from the ground. Those weren't small balls, as he thought, but the combinations of tiny crystals - so accurate that even the best and exact gears couldn't have made them.
The LetterHe was only 73 when a letter arrived at his parents front door. He was the first one to see it, one morning he was about to run off to school. The boy, Daniel, named after his grandfather who was born just yesterday, picked the letter up. He was intrigued by its bright green color and the funny writing on it.
“Inglaterra”, he read out loud, struggling to pronounce it correctly. “That’s silly,” he chuckled. “The address is right: “Sunny View” Cheddleton, near Leek. But this is England.” He stared at it confused, “and plus the recipient was Sr. D. A. Handley”. He thought for a short second. “That was me!” He grinned and shouted with excitement in his mind. It was too early to shout out loud. “But, I was no Sir, no one ever called me that. I have heard people call my father that, a doctor with his own barber shop, a sir, and they shake his hand very, very forcefully, but not me, never”.
Red Letter Day - Prologue
So here I am, writing.
I’m writing, I’m writing – just as you told me to.
I’m writing, I’m writing, I’m writing.
Have you ever noticed that when the sun goes down, this flat changes? It does. The walls are white during the day and lingering brown at night. During the day, I’m with you and the light from outside paints the walls that heavenly color. But when that sun goes down, the demons wake and I’m alone again, even though you’re just a room away.
Somehow it seems less threatening tonight, and I think it’s because you’ve given me an assignment to try and fight off the darkness. You gave me a stack of papers and a pen and told me to write everything that comes to mind.
It’s a strange feeling to have complete freedom. These empty pages are mine to do whatever I please – I could even wipe my ass with them – but they’re also terribly intimidating. The blank page has always been a nemesis of man. It&
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