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Trevallion Jones

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The Basement of Fear

Weekly Contest #341

Colten ran two toy cars on the floor and made bets on who would win. In first place was the sleek red car that his dad had gotten him on a spontaneous whim of generosity. The red car easily became his new favorite; it was the latest model. None of it was cheap plastic where the color would yellow; no, it was all metal. The wheels spun on sturdy spokes he had tested them thoroughly by using his parents’ treadmill. What he had in his hand was no toy but a bona fide Lamborghini that had to cost at least one hundred dollars by his calculations. ...

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Bite the Hand that Beats You

Weekly Contest #340

Two police officers dragged a man who was cuffed and had a bag placed over his head down a hallway. The limp man gave off a faint smell of blood and occasionally twitched to show he was still alive. The officers were dressed in all black and full body armor with a handgun holstered on their hip. They gripped the wrists of the prisoner and marched with heavy foot steeps. Their strids were in union with each other like a perfectly calibrated machine. The first officer was an older man in his forties. His eyes anxiously darted around. The carpe...

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Mother Prophet

Tal placed his blue, three-fingered hand on the viewport in his ship as he looked out. He had found another uncharted solar system. It sat on the edge of the galaxy and was not charted on any maps. At the center was a yellow dwarf that bloomed into a burning red giant. The red heat painted his ship in crimson light, and the star was growing fast. Undoubtedly, it had already consumed one if not two of the innermost plantes. He was looking for the forgotten empire. There were whispers throughout the galaxy of a nation that ruled the edge of th...

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What happens at 6:15 AM

Weekly Contest #336

Matt looked at the time on his phone as his hand hovered over the door handle, the minutes ticking away: 10:58 PM, 10:59 PM, and finally 11:00 PM. He swung the doors open to see the second shift getting ready to leave. The Grocery store was like any other, cash registers, aisles labeled with everything from snacks to alcoholic drinks. His boss told him NOT to be late for his first shift. Even being a minute late will result in him being fired before he could even start the first hour of work. Matt normally wouldn’t put so much care into a jo...

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It’s A Pirate’s Life for Me

Weekly Contest #332

(There are topics that some viewers may find disturbing) The oil lantern swung back and forth in rhythmic motion as if it were a person swaying to a slow song. It was hung from the ceiling of the hull, which was the bottom of the deck. The salty air had rusted the lantern's metal till it was orange and flaked off. The glass covering was nearly blackened with soot. The light was enjoyed by four men. Two of them sat across from each other and close to the lantern. The Third rested against the hull of the ship, and the reflection of the flame ...

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