At the mid of the 21st century, we received the first signal, overriding the output of every speaker on and off the planet with a coherent but seemingly meaningless message. via Pocket
Tony Scandone, the Director of The Ministry of Global Economy, motioned to the servbot to refill his coffee cup. After satisfying himself that the coffee was properly sweetened, he raked the last few morsels of his desert onto his fork, then squeegeβ¦
There had been another coup, but that didnβt matter to Alba. All Governmentalists were alike; so what if they exchanged one secretary for another? The anarchist papers were cheering over the shift, but Alba knew better. via Pocket
Author : C.S. Germain βBecause you are a good person. No amount of health or youth can replace that.β was the immediate reply from within his head. via Pocket
I had a fever and a headache and my joints were complaining. I shuffled across my carpet into the light. I stood looking out over the city while holding a steaming zipmug of CitruSinus in my hand. The windows overlooked a new age of wonder. It was aβ¦
She released her grip on the yoke of her De Havilland, and the pain in her hands eased. Even with a quarter century of experience flying to remote locations in Alaska, no medical emergency could compel her to try a night landing on a pitch black lakβ¦
The black button seemed to sneer from its instrument panel at the two technicians facing each other with their hands resting on either side of it. They were the only two humans left on the warship. Neither had tasted battle with the aliens. via Pockβ¦
Keiko 610618, or βkeiko610β, as her work is signed, has just returned from yet another business meeting in a far flung industrial sector. Making idle conversation, we ask her if she enjoyed her flight, we ask her where sheβs been. via Pocket
Ellison looked at Anstis, then back down at the person lying on the bed. βAnd you say heβs been like this for hours?β he asked. Anstis grinned and nodded. via Pocket
Dropping from his vantage point, Sijen kicks out, snapping the neck of the first guard. Hearing his partnerβs choked scream, the remaining patrolman swings about, weapon leveled. Rising from his landing crouch, Sijenβs blade like hands take the man β¦
Author : Jae Miles, Staff Writer The metallic grey blob shot across the cavern and landed with a wet βsplatβ in the circular tub of turquoise gel. The conical lid had an aperture the exact size to β¦
Author : Tino Didriksen At the mid of the 21st century, we received the first signal, overriding the output of every speaker on and off the planet with a coherent but seemingly meaningless message.β¦
Some years ago β never mind how long precisely β having little or no money in my purse, and nothing particular to interest me on Io, I thought I would sail about a little and see the moβ¦
Author : David Atos He landed his ship on her front yard. The spare key was still underneath the ceramic frog, so he let himself inside. The living room looked right. Their vacation pictures were hβ¦
Author : Bob Newbell, Featured Writer The aliens came in a spherical spaceship that would have been at home on the cover of a 1930s pulp sci fi magazine. Their ship was nearly a thousand miles in dβ¦
Author : Clint Wilson, Staff Writer The thundering blasts of the plasma cannons hammered us relentlessly like meteor-sized fists, as the Zalkanthian war ship maintained its attack position directlyβ¦
Author : Callum Wallace They stepped into the city, ignoring the barrage of smells assaulting their nostrils. People swam in and out of view, chatting animatedly, gracing the travellers with only tβ¦
The tip of the cigarette glows red as I slowly inhale. The taste of the black tobacco momentarily overwhelms my receptors. I wind their sensitivity down and cancel the βinhaled toxinβ warnings. The second drag goes down without alerts. I exhale and β¦
Author : Terry J. Golob I ride the slow rails on the trashed echelon in a dying sector of the multi-city; the rotting, moss-covered penthouses glow fuzzy green in an opalescent fog. Crusty, white-sβ¦
Author : Jae Miles, Staff Writer My dad was a spy. A really good one, according to mum. I couldnβt get her to understand. How could he have been any good if he got caught? It meant there was a bettβ¦
Until today, I had only seen government-sanctioned flames. And I had never felt them; never known how heat could change so rapidly with distance. Never smelled smoke. Never felt so guilty. Of course, I would never take fire above ground; and I wouldβ¦