Stories tagged “unexpected”
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Solus
Last man alive hears a knock. ………………………..
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U.F.O. (Unexpected Floating Object)
It was the last thing you’d expect to find in a swimming pool. The eyeball floated atop the water, swaying from side to side. Ella and I stood by the poolside, unmoving, staring at it. The scorching heat of the cement on our bare feet was unnotic...
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Confrontation
I am suspended above a vat of some translucent blue fluid. Electrodes are attached to my skin and my bald head. I am naked, strapped down to a steel scaffolding. The door opens, sliding upwards. A man walks in. I instantly recoil as far as my containme...
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Bringing Down the House
Everybody looks to the wrong places to explain inflation these days. I know because I am the cause. I’m a master counterfeiter. And I love shaking the globe. I’m pretty crafty. I know how not to attract attention to myself. If it were C-not...
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Window Talk
He laid in bed, staring into the darkness, thinking. Ruminating on the path his life had taken; regrets, successes, failures. He had led quite a life despite his absence of years. Sighing heavily, he flips over and engrosses himself in the mist develop...
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Cemetery Surprises
A giggle erupted from behind me. I turned expecting exactly what I saw- nothing. Mary delighted in hiding from me, proving that the graveyard was hers and reminding me that I was a guest. Slim, cold hands slipped over my eyes. A new game today? Well I ...
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Unexpected Drive
She was sitting in the parking lot, finishing up the homework that was needed in class that night. She was involved in a night school to finish her bachelors degree. She wrote down three more sentences, and grabbed onto her orange juice to take a sip. ...
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An Unexpected Suprise
As I looked in her eyes, I heard an sudden overwhelming sound. Almost like a siren screaming, as it pierced our ears. Sandra jumped from the noise of the wailing siren. “What the hell?!” I said loudly. “What’s that noise?”...
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Unexpected Developments
Cancerous vapor fills my lungs as I take another deep drag of my cigarette. The smoke wafts towards an open skylight, at odds with the sunlight streaming through the broken glass. Glass shards litter the floor, intermixed with blood. I pull the shell c...