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Weekly Contest #358
The assignment was clear: leave no witnesses. I prided myself on being one of the few men who could be trusted with such thoroughness. When you love what you do, you take it seriously; you do it right, and you strive to be the best. I’m a murderer, and it’s the greatest job I could have asked for. I do it right, and I’m the best. That night’s target was a world leader. I was briefed and did independent research. There was an argument for what the woman was doing. Some might say her heart was in the right place. But she was empowering the wro...
Weekly Contest #346
“You suck,” one of the neighbors said as their sibling strummed an incorrectly fingered chord. “Shut up. I’ve almost got this song down.” Tami kept her head down, focused on planting her flowers as a harsh, choppy rhythm carried over the wall. She’d rented the house because the yard was surrounded by a wall instead of a fence, but it wasn’t as private as she’d expected. Every quarrel from the adjacent house carried through her walls. Even when they were happy, they were loud. As the young neighbor practiced a basic rock tune, memories of ...
Weekly Contest #197
Dry mouth, tingly skin, and a worsening headache. She called this the “lazy drug” phase. The effects of the narcotics lingered, but they weren’t doing what they were supposed to do, which she imagined was dull the pain. She’d been in this position enough to know that asking for more was a waste of breath. Instead of calling for help, she occupied her mind by trying to backtrack through events. For the moment, she could barely remember the accident, let alone how bad it was. Most of her body itched. She tried to scratch a spot on her chest, ...
Weekly Contest #190
“Speak now.” Meghna’s words were clipped, her voice hoarse. She transferred the screwdriver to her left hand and flexed the fingers of her right. A faint buzzing reverberated from inside the synthetic skin. “Drew looks,” the face said. A pause, then “at me.” The machine’s words were monotone, its face bland. Meghna’s carpal tunnel strained as she pulled the fingers of her right hand toward her wrist. “Well, she’s not wrong,” Drew offered. “I was looking at her.” “Don’t assign it pronouns yet. The sooner droids consider themselves peo...
Weekly Contest #186
“Hey, calm down, sweetie. Come on, quit tossing, I just got those covers straight. What’s wrong?” “You didn’t check ev’rywhere.” “Oh, don’t worry. Your eyes were closed but I checked under the bed right after I tucked you in. There’s no monster there tonight.” “What ‘bout the closet? Behind the clothes? Som’ting might be hidin’ in my shoes.” “Nothing is in your shoes. Anything in them would be too small to worry about.” “What if it c’n grow?” “Listen, it’s been a long day for both of us. Just go to sleep. If there were any m...
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