The 11th Floor
James stirred as equipment in the cargo plane's hangar bay jostled with turbulence. Dawn's orange light had begun to cast patches through the small port windows. Briefly he surveyed the rest of his teammates. Even the huge bear, Boris, was still trying...
The Road Trip
Country music filled the background of the dusty roadside gas station as Hale browsed through the shelves. The station reeked of age, the old metal shelves doing no favors for the newer products that rested on them. He looked absently out the windows....