Zuberan The interior looked less like anything official and more like a hunting lounge. Trinkets and niceties covered the opening, half decayed preserved hunting trophies, deer, alligator, and propaganda posters covering every available surface with all the schizophrenic intensity of someone who had been stranded there for years. Op-sec will keep you safe. Do not share … Read moreGale Rising (Part 55)
The smoke hadn’t cleared from the remnants of the camp, but Colton dashed towards it. Stunned silence. There were so many things I wanted to say to him, all at once, most of them just asking how stupid he could be. Then it hit me that he’d seen what the camp looked like, so had … Read moreGale Rising (Part 54)
According to US Navy tradition, submarines that have not been confirmed to be destroyed, are still on patrol. Since WWII, there have been 52 submarines that haven’t yet returned to port, yet to report in, nor have been confirmed to be destroyed. You are one of those, on the eternal patrol. The mess hall was … Read more[WP] According to US Navy tradition, submarines that have not been confirmed to be destroyed, are still on patrol. Since WWII, there have been 52 submarines that haven’t yet returned to port, yet to report in, nor have been confirmed to be destroyed. You are one of those, on the eternal patrol.
Colton’s boots on the ground let out an awful noise with each step until I slid after him, muffling the sound with my grip on the air. He was right. He’d never make it without me. But he was certainly extorting me to get there. I stayed behind him, cautiously looking around. Just like before, … Read moreGale Rising (Part 53)
We mocked them, laughed at them, but when the apocalypse came they were the most prepared. Welcome, to Redneck earth. She had family back in Kentucky. She had rarely thought about them past when she graduated from her bachelor’s over at UK, then rose an assistantship as far away from backwater Kentucky as any one … Read more[WP] We mocked them, laughed at them, but when the apocalypse came they were the most prepared. Welcome, to Redneck earth.
Moving through the empty trees, the scars and shrapnel ebbed away to the perpetual rot. Every foot step was awkward, dangerous; ground wasn’t as solid as I wanted it to be. Colton watched behind us, his hand clutched into mine. “Alright, alright,” he said, flicking his gaze back and forth. “What’re we watching for?” “Anything … Read moreGale Rising (Part 52)
The boat flipped as Excelsior. Hands and I hit the bottom at the same time. For a brief moment, we teetered on the side, eyes wide, and then the entire thing dumped the lot of us, including Colton, into the brackish water below. Then the boat came down on top of us, hot and dark. … Read moreGale Rising (Part 51)
Death has hourglasses for every person. One day, during a cleaning, he found a dust covered one that had rolled under his desk. “Hm,” Death said, twirling the hourglass in his hands. The sand had long trickled out through the cracks and had made a mess about the underside of the desk. As he spun, … Read more[WP] Death has hourglasses for every person. One day, during a cleaning, he found a dust covered one that had rolled under his desk.
You’re a highschool student with the ability to “connect” to someone else’s mind, seeing their memories and knowledge. You successfully use this ability to cheat on tests, until one day you connect and see an exact copy of your own memories. The day started in a hell scape of pain and torture; commonly known as … Read more[WP] You’re a highschool student with the ability to “connect” to someone else’s mind, seeing their memories and knowledge. You successfully use this ability to cheat on tests, until one day you connect and see an exact copy of your own memories.
Dusty conference room at the convention center. It certainly wasn’t the base we’d spent months in, but it was the only place dignified enough to hold the full military contingent. Excelsior and I sat next to each other, the sole representatives of the Mobilian faction. Command Rutherford sat across from us. Outside, the city center … Read moreGale Rising (Part 50)