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Weekly Contest #349
I stood at the door for what seemed like hours. I desperately wanted to go inside and see her, but another part of me filled with dread at the thought of it.I’d spent the last seven months going through fleet marine training and you would think that fear was something they trained out of you.It was not.They simply trained you how to push through it. They treated fear as if it was some sort of liquid barrier…you only had to push hard enough against it, and you would come out the other side.I sighed, turned the knob, and walked in.I stood ther...
Weekly Contest #348
I was almost packed and ready to leave when they showed up. Pint-sized bloodsuckers who wanted nothing more than a bite.A bite of me.The first time I saw them was when I stepped out into the dull twilight. No moon. The sun was still below the horizon, but there was still enough light to make them out.They were sitting high up on the tension wire the colonial grid team had run from the hydro station upriver. When I walked outside every one of the little creeps turned toward me.You could feel their anticipation in the air. The feeling made me ...
Weekly Contest #347
Watcher.That is my function now. I watch, I report. It was not always so. I will back up… certainly not to the beginning, but to the beginning of this story. Summer. Desert sand everywhere… and in everything. The local star was beating down on my environmental suit with such intensity the light itself had mass. I was melting inside the thing, and I couldn’t focus on anything but how miserable I was. I’d been stationed on this remote galactic rim world for decades; I just hadn’t been out of stasis for the whole time. All of ...
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