Stories tagged “highway”
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Shadows paint our backdrops
I’ve never moved this fast in my life. Highway, freeway, autobahn, it doesn’t matter, I’m hauling ass. A hint of a speed limit graces my peripherals and even though I’m driving too fast to see the sign that fact alone is evidenc...
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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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Killer Klowns – Brain Dead Zombies! Part II
“Why the fuck does this shit always happen to me.” “Fuck you Markus.” “Last time I shall ever trust you and your damn dates.” “You can have fun spending time foundling your own darn nuts for now on.” Alyssa was walking in the forest,...
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Hit and Run
“Is he breathing?” Mindy asked. “How the hell I’m I supposed to know I’m not a doctor?” “Well check his pulse.” “Like I’m going to bend over and get my dress dirty, you can forget it Mindy....
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Dark Road
The highway stretched into what seemed like a never-ending pathway into oblivion. The crescent moon, shrouded in cloud, was like a great eye in the sky, its eyelid closed to the world beneath it. On this night, a small car was making its way down the d...
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Now...how to get home?
5 minutes ago, fate, luck, & divine intervention interceded on Ben’s behalf. He was not particularly religious, but that didn’t prevent him from saying a few Allahu Akbar’s & Thank You Jesus’s. 5 minutes ago, Ms. Hill wa...
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Trampoline-Encompassed World
He put his arm around her, everything seemingly completley still. The hustle and bustle of the world seemed far away;cars on the highway provided a droning but strangely comforting backround noise. The trampoline rocked softly with his movement, everyw...
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One Way to Dodge a Ticket
While he sauntered to his cruiser sweat beads made slow racing tracks down my forehead. Reality, half-memory, fantasy, and the Dylan song on the radio blended together in a big anxious soup. Kate just picked at her cuticles and hummed along until the c...
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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...