Stories tagged “abandoned”

  • Unescorted

    It used to be an office building. Inside, the lobby was deserted. There was not much of a surprise in the fact. This did not stop her from walking inside, carefully closing the door behind her, making sure it didn’t make any noise. She wasn’...

    • Author: NightMaiden
    • Posted over 9 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Discovery

    The cafeteria was no better than she expected it to be. It was already ransacked and destroyed; tables were upturned, vending machines rent in two and counter islands practically ripped from the ground. She did not dare eat the food knowing they had to...

    • Author: NightMaiden
    • Posted over 9 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Me & You

    With swiftness borne of habit, the pistols slid comfortably out of their holsters and found their way into her hands. She was not in the mood for such dealings. Walking out from behind the disheveled counters, she cautiously stepped around fragments of...

    • Author: NightMaiden
    • Posted over 9 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • First Impressions

    He was too busy holding his head between his hands and squeezing his eyes shut, no doubt awaiting the fatal blow that would never arrive. When he realized that nothing had hurt him, his eyes cracked open and she caught sight of a dark, coal- black iris...

    • Author: NightMaiden
    • Posted over 9 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Stupid Decisions

    The minute he was out of the oven, he stretched his legs and looked around curiously. His expression twisted slightly, as if he couldn’t comprehend what he was seeing. Suddenly, his eyes scrunched up and he turned to Beatrice, dark gaze pleading....

    • Author: NightMaiden
    • Posted over 9 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Honesty

    “B-but – my mom – " “How old are you?” A sniff. “Nine. Ten on June seventeenth.” “Come with me.” “My mom!” “What about your father?” That stopped him. He faltered for a ...

    • Author: NightMaiden
    • Posted over 9 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • The Porter House

    The huge, creaky house, known as the Porter House, had been abandoned and neglected for as long as anyone could remember. It sat nestled in a grove of gnarled trees with wild, seemingly alive vines creeping closer to the foundation in an attempt to rec...

    • Author: Melia
    • Posted over 9 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Stars spill out (Mature)

    Within hours of her last transmission, she went to sleep. Surely, there’d be a signal in the morning. But what is morning in Space? What is dawn for a forgotten Shuttle running on its emergency power supply? The faint beep warning of low oxygen l...

    • Author: TSlothrop
    • Posted over 9 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Surviving Among The Stars

    With each slow, deliberate breath, all she could think about was the fact that it would be nice to be able to panic. Unfortunately, that was an emotional luxury that escaped her. Her intense training at the space agency had taught her that survival in ...

  • STWP News:June 28

    This is SWTP News! The president was found passed out drunk on the sidewalk outside a “place of pleasure”. He was obviously trying to understand the native cultures of America. As always, this is Siding With The President news reminding you...

    • Author: Oy
    • Posted over 9 years ago.
  • Of Soaks and Suds

    The bath tub filled nearly to the top, a little boy situated in the midst of it all, his eyes enamored with bubbles and a stinging sensation. Tiny little hands splashed the surface as I supervised nearby, on a stool that made me all the lonelier. He is...

  • Rescued at Last?

    A clang that shook the entire ship jolted her out of her meditation. She gasped, regretting it a moment later as she remembered her oxygen conservation techniques. Was she being rescued? Or was it just another piece of space debris hitting the ship? No...

  • Graveyard

    Footfalls, raindrops. Dark wood, weathered and smooth, the shadows of a thousand fingerprints buried within. Deep, soft carpet- depressions left from furniture older than the room, finally gone. A leak in the ceiling. Water drips like a metronome, coun...

  • Graveyard

    Footfalls, raindrops. Dark wood, weathered and smooth, the shadows of a thousand fingerprints buried within. Deep, soft carpet- depressions left from furniture older than the room, finally gone. A leak in the ceiling. Water drips like a metronome, coun...

  • Brick Works

    The workshop was a large area outside a small Italian town, situated atop a hill. It was a beautiful Saturday afternoon, and the orange brick roofs were waiting patiently under the warm evening sun. Like skeletal structures, welcoming us to enter them,...

    • Author: lordyo
    • Posted almost 9 years ago.
  • A Reunion with an Abandoned Gladiator

    The gladiator walked up to his friend that he didn’t see in many many light years. “You abandoned me when I needed you most.” The gladiator said to his friend. “I know, but I had something more important to do.” The gladia...

  • Now I pay the Price.

    I stare in to my lap for answers receiving nothing but more guilt. These weak, decrepit hands. Long, trembling fingers. Brittle bones encased in loose, ashen skin. My greatest fears being reflected through my clammy palms straight into my tired eyes. T...

    • Author: frina
    • Posted about 8 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • The Man I Married

    “I didn’t choose this,” I whispered. Then, louder, as I worked up my nerve and convinced myself of what I was saying, “I didn’t leave a pathetic cop-out of a suicide note.” There were tears in my eyes as I started to...

    • Author: Cally Beck
    • Posted almost 8 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • The Land Beyond the Forest

    The windows of the building were broken and boarded up. Entropy and decay were slowly eating the walls, breaking the roof tiles, rusting the gutters. “An abandoned pub?” “You expected a cave full of bats? A mauseleum, perhaps?” ...

    • Author: JayDee
    • Posted almost 8 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • The Last Reunion: Dreams of Silk

    New Reunion darkened with the sky. Lamps lined the edges of the rough streets and neither coal, nor oil was wasted on keeping them lit. Sam passed a couple of general stores that according to the broken English catered to Min of Hi Kalibur. The words c...

  • Suicide by Poseidon?

    I had gotten used to tempting fate and getting away with it. Cheap drugs, fast women, and wild gambling streaks all left me unaffected. Hell, I’ve survived savage animal attacks, car crashes, earthquakes, even lightning strikes… but this ca...

  • Uncrossed T's, Undotted I's.

    I’ve come to tell you something It’s something you may not know It’s something I’ve kept hidden I’ve never let it show. It’s burning deep inside me It’s waiting to get out It is an all-powerful fever An all-enc...

  • Justice

    Justice. Whoever had named this little rabble of dilapidated buildings must have had one hell of a sense of humor. Situated beneath what had once been a bustling inter-enclave highway, the only people in Justice were the forgotten and those that wished...

  • Madness Abandoned

    She flew at the door, rattling the handle though the lock had long since rusted shut in its slot. She screamed madly, eyes wild, hair flying around her face. Her hands moved from the door handle to banging on the wooden door, rattling the whole frame. ...

    • Author: Demi Beneke
    • Posted about 6 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5