Shadows dance across the wall as the spotlight swings from its broken mount. I see sparks in the darkness of the crack left by my blow. Too long looking! Its backhand catches me and I bounce off a wall. via Pocket

Liquid metal waves flowed on the nighttide shore of the glaciated wasteland planet Korzan. A special meeting was in session. via Pocket

“God, not Apophis again,” Eddie said. He set the tray in the middle of the table. via Pocket

Author: David C. Nutt The chief of security removed the object archaically nailed to the briefing room door. There were gasps. It was paper. Forbidden by their protocols on the station. via Pocket