Stories tagged “breakdown”
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Breakdown
The thump, thump, thump from the left front wheel was the first indication that something was wrong. The wheel rolling away faster than the car was moving was the second, and the fact that the tiny car had come to an abrupt stop in the middle of the hi...
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Silence is Consent
“All right, three of us have made it this far-” “FOUR!” “Right, you’re still alive. I forgot.” “Damn right you did. One of them bit me but I’m ain’t goin nowhere.” “Fine. May I con...
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Schneider's First Rank Symptoms
I awoke to find myself driving down a dark expanse of road, bloody hand prints on the inside of the windows and windshield. Only a vague sense of numbness- like anesthesia wearing off- kept me from slamming on the brakes or panicking. Instead, I lifted...
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Death and Accountability
The tank treads rolled across the battlefield with indifference. They weren’t even looking for resistance fighters anymore. There was no reason to. They had already won. Tim grabbed Daphne and forced her head in the direction of the window and po...
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Sipping from the Cup of Madness
“I followed the maze of secrets. Along the way I uncovered terrible events long forgotten. I was a discoverer, and an explorer. In the summer of ’46 I became a spy.” I said. “When did you come upon the forbidden book of Alhazred...
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England's Dreaming
On the fourth- or was it fifth?- day of the riots that the news was carefully not calling a revolution, she had to leave the flat for food. She cautiously left the apartment building, glancing furtively down each alley and side-street as she walked to ...
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England, Dream on!
…Somebody else had done that before she got there. “How long’s this going to go on for?” , she wondered. Minding her own business, she munched on the cheese and bread – it was stale. No surprise there, then. Then she lay d...
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England, dreamed
She started to cough and wheeze as if she’s smoked far too many cigarettes. Dropping the device onto the floor she realised her brightly coloured shoes were now as dismal as the clouds that took safe refuge in the sky. She coughed once more, this...
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England Drifts Off
Amy had had enough. Life’d thrown her more than her fair share of troubles in the last few weeks. First her dog, Bonzo had died. Cheesy name of course, but she’d known a Bonzo years ago as a child, an old, fat Golden Retriever. About a 150 ...
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England, Awake!
I’d better give Amy the fix or it’ll be too late, Brian, the disfigured one, thought as he withdrew a metallic cube from within the folds of his tunic. Placing it on the now crumbling table, he switched it on. The seemingly unexciting machi...