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Submitted to Contest #299
It's not that Edward wanted to hate on the customers. In fact, it was his people skills that had gotten him this job in the first place. Now, it was a different story altogether. If anybody had met Edward prior to his employment, they wouldn't have noticed much of anything striking, or remarkable about him. For all purposes, he seemed like any other friendly thirty-something year old man just getting by. In recent months, however, he had slowly begun becoming someone else entirely. He didn't open up to anybody about it, and as a result it ha...
Everybody's phones chimed notifications. The warnings were all random, and sporadic with “AMBER ALERTS”, “SILVER ALERTS”, and “LOCAL NOTICES”. Their phones buzzed repeatedly, and nonstop, while the notifications overlapped.Chase: “We're almost there, guys. Let's just kill the phones, and celebrate! Come on, it's party night!”The “fancy” hotel Chase blustered about was the “Mountain View Inn”. It might not be the skeeviest of places, but it wasn't steeped in any glamour either. This place had all the magnetism of a burned out trailer park nea...
Submitted to Contest #297
Lucas awoke woozy, and bleary eyed. His mind was playing mental hopscotch with his ability to focus, as well as remain conscious. As Lucas went to rub his eyes, he realized he was cuffed and suspended face down. He was unable to move much beyond a slight wiggle from his midsection. As he blinked himself into reality, he panicked, finding himself staring downward at an oil stain on a filthy concrete floor. He struggled against his restraints, and tried desperately to find his voice to scream for help. Only the sound of a thick raspy cough cou...
Submitted to Contest #291
I found myself walking through a throng of pedestrians. I push and shove through the invisible faces, and the riptide of random bodies swarming against my every movement. Claustrophobia and agoraphobia envelop me, swallowing me into paralysis. I can feel my lungs seize, and the panic chugging at my chest with adrenaline. My knees weaken at the endless drove of bodies. The crowd surges like a school of anchovies darting from predators, and evading attacks. This archaic event smothers me in waves of moving flesh, and petrified thoughts. I want...
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