Making an Ass
Traffic had been light, and I was about fifteen minutes early when I rang the bell. "Oh, hello, Jeffrey," Carol said unenthusiastically when she answered the door. "David will be down in a minute. Won't you come in for some coffee?" "Sure," I...
Binary Genetics, Chapter 1
The man wearing flannel pajamas snorted. "Keller, if you had a sense of humor I'd be laughing. Since you don't, you must have cracked up." He carefully placed the manila folder, brown with age, on the table next to the Veldt china coffee cup which he...
Face of the Stranger 2: All the King's men
Like most of the small town butcher shops they'd seen, this one was a strange mix of cleanliness and gore. The tables and knives were spotless; the floor was spotlessly bleached in some areas and had lumps of intestine in another. "This one." The...
When the Tourists are Gone
The rain pounded down on the roof of the rented Dodge Neon, turning to misty steam as it pounded the hot purple paint. Norman Blackburn peered through the mud that the rain and dirt were making, the rented auto's windshield wipers smearing it in tidy...
Face of the Stranger, part 1
The students seemed more and more confused every year, Doctor Richard Eccelstone thought, as he watched a young man- clad in shiny loafers instead of the lace up hiking boots that Eccelstone had specified his students wear on the field expedition- jab...
Thunder #7
It was a gorgeous spring day- the kind that makes all your troubles vanish. The air was clean and clear, the sky had a few puffy white clouds, there was a gentle breeze, and it washed the earth of it's sorrow, bringing only the sweet smell of the new...
The story of Faeone (Thunder Prequel)
"I can't get this stupid thing to work," Connie Hill complained. The twelve year old flopped back in the tall chair she sat in, pushing back the twelve inch glass sphere she had been staring at. Gulthar the wizard tugged at his beard, trying to...
Incomplete Data
"Sequence thirty seven oh five." Bird Cievera read off the computer screen, fighting back a yawn as she glanced up at the large LCD screen that showed the electron microscope's output. "No changes. Is that the last one, Toby?" Tobias Bormann...