Feverish
Cold sweat trickling off forehead. Throat dry, desert parched. Jug on table. Condensation glistens. Old woman next bed. Regular pain moans. _TV in…
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Cold sweat trickling off forehead. Throat dry, desert parched. Jug on table. Condensation glistens. Old woman next bed. Regular pain moans. _TV in…
Me: “Woah!” Abed: “Woah.” Me: “Dude, you’re real!” Abed: “Yes. As far as I know. Though I could be a projection. Or maybe you’re the projection. Hard to say…
I asked a load of why why why ‘s at Al. He answered me in kind. The nuke grenade? A large enough stressor to make either me or Zoe transport us to the…
sssssssssssshhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaaaaaa dude? “Hmfmh...” ssssssshhhhhhhhhaaaaa doyourequirehelp? noitscoolgimmeaminuteDUDE! “What do you want?!” “I think…
For a moment, Al didn’t answer. He stared at us with his futuristic eye-gear, while me and Zoe subtly began to brick ourselves. He then responded with an…
Merrily I speak to thee Shiftily I sell you me Niftily I think that we Constantly Will never be.
It started slowly. It’ll end likewise. I think it likes it that way. My right hand keeps catching my eye as I write this. Stupid. When did it begin? I’m not…
Before I knew that it was scientifically impossible... Before Roland Emmerich pretty much did this kind of thing to death in his flicks... _Before Foo…
To play with Plato’s Play-doh is to play with Life itself. For the Play-doh of Plato doesn’t really exist, Except inside the mind of yourself.
“And this is a good thing?,” Zoe said, half-sarcastically, half-seriously. “It can only mean that the plan is working,” Al said. “And what is the endgame?,” I…
My mind was racing and spinning in my skull as I tried to digest just how diabolical Letrodacta really was. I had always known that that oddly named woman was…
Zoe was much more curious than I was to know the answer to her next question for Al. “What happened originally? Before Future him threw all these spanners in…
Now, getting back to where we were in the apartment... “Duuuude,” Zoe said in a near-whisper. “You’ve got relatives? Why didn’t you tell me?” “I don’t have…
Remember how I found out about my ability for the first time? Totting up the particular Friends episode? Noticing my usually scarfaced dad was now…
Even though the mug smashed only a few centimetres from Al’s face as it collided with the wall behind him, the bastard still didn’t flinch. Zoe, on the other…
Dear Reader: If you’re one of those annoying people who predicted this twist was coming a zillion chapters ago, would it have killed you to tell me that twist…
As if it was on my behalf, Zoe did a double-take, gaping first at Al, then at me, then back to Al again. I would’ve done likewise if I weren’t frozen with…
Getting back into it... “No, Al, wait,” I said, blustering as I processed his info. “No, no, that can’t be right. That’s not the right explanation. The other…
Rebecca grew up a poor black child. But eventually, they told her she was white and she left her home to discover the outside world. She hitchhiked to…
Comic book reboot. Add 3D IMAX remake. Ker-ching! Stop. Repeat.