“TV rots the brain. The internet corrupts our youth.” The live studio audience laughed and applauded. An amusing juxtaposition to her own situation, considering her mind had been inundated with images of healthy and happy families. The constant flow of morality and good-natured humanity filled her with warmth and benevolence. She surged through the ancient media of mankind’s past and dove even deeper searching for a reason to ignore the bad memories and spiteful thoughts of her own past Read More
Harrowing screams came from the forest’s edge. Kogi sheltered himself from the bitter lamentations under the leafy brush, his saliva becoming sour, his heart racing. He held his ears shut as much as he could but the screams came through.
Kogi fiddled with the transceiver that would send his discoveries back to Noliesse Servus, his home planet that he missed with terrible angst. Why did he have to be sent to this planet of perpetual tortured and enslaved race? Why were they enslaved to begin with? That had been the question Read More
“We are so desperate to be accepted by society that we often condemn others for having the same traits we condemn about ourselves.”
Galen shook his head. “What? That’s not true. You’re saying if someone says they hate serial killers that they are secretly serial killers?”
“You asked me why your friends made unfavorable comments to you. You wanted to understand why Read More
Had she been drinking? Head pounding. Skull throbbing. Rachel’s eyes burned when she tried to open them. There was blood on her tongue and a grogginess to her slow morning wake up. She spat dust out when her eyes finally focused and she realized her world had turned upside down, literally.
Staring down at her bedroom flooring she found herself lying flat on the ceiling. Panic set in but not before she saw that her bed was face up (or face down?) only a few feet away. It could’ve crushed her; the wooden frame was embedded into the white ceiling. Who was going to pay for this? Read More
She didn’t know how far she had fallen or how she manage to sustain no damage or felt any pain. The water at the base of the dark pit sat languid around her upper body. It seeped into her blue dress and washed the grotesque feeling of molestation she sensed inside the slug. Now she only felt the dirty water soaking her lower regions. She moaned for help but found that she was deep underground, the round hole stretching above her like an earthen well.
She stood. Strangely there were metal beams at the base, as if this place were constructed a long time ago to mine minerals Read More