Sci Fi
Stalled System
With my eyes closed I ran our plan through my mind in the last moments before 22:00, when the next wave of service trucks en route to the facility, like a fleet of mindless ants, would pass our location. We stood silently along the edge of the drainage tunnel, murky water below trickling away from the facility, awaiting the signal from Moka’s flashlight that the trucks were on schedule. Bronum was positioned at the top of the access ladder, ready to pop the manhole cover for Pokia, the surest of all of us with securing a hook to the bottom of the trucks. In the worst case, if no one else could manage to secure a hook, when then our activity would positively be picked up by the road’s monitoring cameras, we could hope that Pokia would breach the facility.
By Adam Pallett28 days ago in Fiction
How to Fly
Good evening y’all! It’s your boy, HP Sullivan, and thanks for sticking with me into the final chapter of our journey to flight. It’s the one we’ve been waiting for, gang! We’re doing this! We’ve come so far together and I hope each of y’all are proud of yourselves. I am. Lots of folks will have given up by now, but not you, and that’s really saying something. I mean it.
By Faris Lannon30 days ago in Fiction
The Library
Nihil River flowed through Neocity, hooking under wooden bridge near The Library. Mathilde had been walking along the river for the past few days. Not having her own transportation placed her among those with special needs. And to satisfy them, she would require a great deal of money, while she didn’t have any to spare.
By Moon Desertabout a month ago in Fiction
