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Weekly Contest #372
The noise was sort of a rattling, with a bit of tapping thrown in, and a thump every now and again. It wasn’t always there, but it never went away for long. Ollie started to slam his teacup on the counter, but he stopped himself, because it was a rather old teacup, and probably wouldn’t stand up to the strain. “There’s that racket again!” he said to himself, stalking over to his chair with his tea. “What does he do down there? Bowl with tin cans?” He sat his teacup and saucer on the little end-table and then turned the television on, stabbin...
Weekly Contest #367
The dreaded chime reverberated around the car’s interior, heralding the peppy announcement: "You are driving one mile per hour over the speed limit, and have incurred a fifty-dollar ticket. Tired of watching the speedometer? Subscribe to our Safe Driving Management Service, brought to you by ReCo Enterprise, and we'll ensure your vehicle never violates the law! Only one hundred dollars per month! See your ReCo Account for details." "Oh...dear," Timothy groaned, remembering that the ReCo app was inclined to put a temporary hold on a hefty por...
Weekly Contest #364
What about that guy in the sweatshirt? Natalie wondered. They say the killer always returns to the scene of their crime, and here he is, jogging down the street just a few days after Bertram was murdered… Sure, he’s walking past the house, but isn’t he looking at the windows? Maybe not directly, but out of the corner of his eye? She leapt back from the window as she had this last thought; he hadn’t seen her, had he? She took a few deep breaths and tried to calm down. He probably hadn’t seen her, and anyways, she was safe: she had locked all ...
Weekly Contest #362
Everyone reacted differently when the lights went out. Josie Blanchflower didn’t even notice until she opened the front door (her front door, now; she and her boyfriend had signed the papers ten hours earlier). She shifted the cardboard box she was carrying onto her right arm and tried the light switch with her left hand. When it failed to illuminate the room, she was too tired to do anything but groan. Keiran Cartwright was on the second floor measuring the width of the hall, and he called down the stairs, “Honey? Are the lights out down th...
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