Time for a Change – Part 6
Jenny turned around and fumbled with the door handle, trying to keep her head down. Thankfully the cold meant there were few people on the street, but there were still enough to make her want to get back in as quickly as possible. She gave a little sob...
03 - Rain always brings out the crazies...
Daylight languished under a planned seven-day rainstorm. The leaders of the city, through political and literal backstabbing, had managed to land the contract for a prestigious inter-city sporting event. There were to be parades and pageantry, in the...
Time for a Change – Part 8
"Just a minute!" Jenny called, tugging a new shirt on as fast as she could. She did not notice the slightly roughened area of skin on her lower back, which seemed to make a little arrow shape pointing up her spine. She considered her trousers and gave...
Time for a Change – Part 12
With the Event team gone and neither of them locked in a little box being probed, the tension slowly drained out of Jenny and Matt. Jenny threw her hands up with a sigh. "Well I guess that's it then," she said. Her fingers gently probed her horns,...
01 - Daylight in the City of Whores
The city of Daylight had many nicknames. While the great and good tended to select and revere those that praised its art, industry and the decadence of its nobles sport, the average citizen shuffling to work or hanging around its litter-strewn gutters...
Time for a Change – Part 11
Matt slid to his feet as Jenny took a deep breath and slid along to the door. Well, not literally; much as her movements were now strangely fluid she was at least still upright. 'Gliding' could be considered a better term for her new gait. Regardless...
02 - Surrogates and Soviets
Detective first class Dreb'n sighed as the door to his office's antechamber closed behind him. The scant protection of the cheap metal didn't do much to dim the blare from the precinct house behind him. It was oven-hot in the lower city and no amount...
Prisoner of the Yellow Sign - Part 1
A man sleeps fitfully. He has carried great weights in his waking hours, and now sheds them one dream at a time. Some tangle him close, like ropes from a sunken galleon holding a diver beneath the surface as his oxygen runs low. Some cause him to...
02A - Much Earlier...
Daylight had places that nobody every went. That, ironically, never saw daylight. These were the great, grinding bowels of the city. Places that ran on automatic. No technicians would actually enter them due to toxicity or inaccessibility. Instead...
Daylight Case Files – Part 3
Well, information is the key to breaking any case. Sure, a spree-serial is likely to strike at any time, and one as prolific as this is not going to keep to our schedule, but still the adage holds up. I start sending out commands and requests for...
Daylight Casefile – Part 0
The chirping tone of my alarm lifts me out of a dreamless sleep. I slap blindly in the direction of the sound until I hit one of the buttons and it ceases, for now. Sitting up I rub a paw across my eyes and give a groan. I roll onto my side for a...
Daylight Case File – Part 2
It makes sense to me to go to the latest scene. I tap in a few commands to the console to make sure the crews know to expect me. With that done I dress, throwing my greatcoat on over an anti-stab vest. My lapel is heavy with service and commendation...