Author : Alexis Voltaire My fist thumps heavily on the metal door, echoing down the corridor. I’m soaking wet, some of it water, some of it blood. some of it mine. “Sandogan!” I y…
Author : Duncan Shields, Staff Writer It’s light outside which means that if we leave our hiding place, we will be seen and killed. Not too long ago, human history was exposed and swept clear. Ever…
Author : T Anthony Allen The off-world floor product salesman arrived while mom was visiting her sister or he would have been chased off with a warning shot. But no mom, not here, so when he landed…
Author : Damien Krsteski Nurse Anne’s botoxed face creases into a contrived expression of worry but her tone remains bizarrely casual, “I’m sorry Mrs. Adrian, but as you can see f…
Author : Aiza Mohd There’s a funeral being held in the junkyard today. Its mourners come in a neat little line of twelve, proceeding in that beautiful precision of steps that only them bots ever ha…
Author : Helstrom Neil hadn’t been the same since he became a MALCIV. For one, he didn’t drink anymore. Couldn’t, really. Of course we all tried to find ways around that, Neil fir…
Author : Scott Shipp Ian was cornered. He had run straight into a dead end alley. Right on his heels were two cyborg cops, and he had the money credits hacked from the bank all over his data stores…
Author : Jordan Whicker Henry Goodman sank readily into the welcoming embrace of his favorite recliner; the whoosh of air escaping these cushions and the groan of its leather was the only ‘We…
Author : Jordan Mason The wardrobe is full of ghosts. Clothes she wore now mere memories of what once was. Metallic shirts and faux fur coats, shoes and denim and all things feminine. They could be…
Author : Debbie Mac Rory Jennifer staggered and fell to the ground. Barely feeling the impact, she forced herself forward, straining her tired legs to run faster. Throwing a glance back over her sh…
Author : Simon Petrie Afar contemplates lifting something small, a souvenir, but is distracted by the conversation at the next table: “…forgot our anniversary, so I’m sending flowers …
Author : Peter Merani I like to watch it all go dark. To see if the world knows from up here how the evening folds in half. I used to think each individual sunset was its own glorious diamond. I wo…
Author : Viktor Kuprin When the alien ship reached us, we were down to four hours of oxygen and nothing in our prospector ship’s food storage. It was the Tsoor who rescued us, the ones who look l…
Author : Pavelle Wesser When she first appeared to him in the dead of the eternal night, her tentacles undulated in bluish silver tints that reflected the twinkling lights of his ship. She slithere…
Author : Lindsey McLeod “Good afternoon!” The teller chirped happily as Nagano sat down at the first available desk. “Welcome to FilmScape! What may I help you with today?” “…
Author : J.R. Blackwell, Staff Writer Unlike the rest of humanity, I had an intelligent designer. My designer had thought enough to make me compatible. I can attach myself to almost any machine; ex…
The orphanage was in the ghetto of the city, below the levels that Anodramida’s mother had forbidden her to visit when she was a podling. It smelled like metal and sulfur, and the darkness made h…
Author: Josh Thompson The grey of the crowd’s grieving clothes blended with the concrete of the square in the cold morning haze. The sunlight filtering through the smog was enough to wash out the s…
Author : Desmond Hussey, Staff Writer “I’m thinking of breeding,” Theo declairs. Teressa ponders Theo’s statement as she slices with butch determinism a bite-sized cube from her Viti-Gel (containin…
Author : Renee Leyburn “I object to this kind of treatment! I’m an upstanding citizen. I’ve an elderly mother to care for,” Paul exclaimed vehemently, gathering himself up to stand as s…
Author : Q. B. Fox Subject: No man is an island. From: ISowending@EarnestPeople.com Dear Robert, I know that’s not your name. They call me Jane. That’s not my name. Does that remind you of somethin…
Author : Steve Smith, Staff Writer Jackson3 walked home from the factory in knee deep snow, although the snow bothered him about as much as the sun did in the summer, which was not at all. The wate…
Author: Adam Fout “All of it.” The creature’s look is quizzical. My helmet inhibits no sounds; I feel that my words are quite clear. My hands shake. My gloved fist smashes the surface of his table.…
Author : Rick Tobin Dear Humans: By now, you will be fully aware we are living among you. In some ways, in the last four hundred years, we have become you. No, there was no strident message or head…
Author : Jae Miles, Staff Writer “Bald Eagle, this is Leopard, are you receiving?” “Leopard, good to have you back. Confirm reinforcements. ETA three minutes.” “Bald Eagle, this is Leopard: abort, …
Author : John Arcadian The lag has made us patient. Not humanity, just Marie and I, and maybe a few others. You see, I’m on the lunar launch station on the farthest part of the moon that is viably …
Author: Duncan Shields, Staff Writer “It’s not that I hate being rich. I love it. It’s just that I feel undeserving. I wish my situation wasn’t so unique.” said Carl Whittaker 4 to his therapist. “…
Author : Eric San Juan By the time the sandstorm passed, the sun had fallen and the orange skies had faded to a bruised brown and purple. The towers still seemed unreachable, perched on a dream hor…
Brakes, Scars, and Other Things I Miss | 365tomorrows
Author : Jae Miles, Staff Writer Funny how the roar of wind fades into the background after a while. I loved the wind roar in my rag-top coupe. Drove that antique everywhere, pretty much spent my l…
Author : David C. Nutt “Angel Cordoza, Operator 7157, signing on: 0700 EST 11 Jan.” “Good morning L90-05 this is control, do you read?” “Affirmative control. I know why you’re calling.” “Uh-huh. An…