Stories tagged “warehouse”
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Let The Fire Judge
I met Wendy as she came back up from the boiler room. “What did you DO!” I recognized the expression on her face. “It’s over Charlie.” “No. Yes. Wait, what?” “Charlie, you were the one for me. But you lef...
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numb and numb'er'
Casey’s eyes felt like they had been used as a rag to clean up dust in the warehouse. Her co-workers surrounded her, engaged in an enthusiastic conversation revolving around cereal and ice cream. Casey kept her gaze averted, focusing on opening t...
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The Gunslinger
She rested her back against the wall of the warehouse, as she watched in horror to the gun fire that had sparked. A young man had stepped out of a black Cadillac. In his hand he had held a semi hand gun. He looked around the warehouse, and noticed a sm...
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On the Run
The room went black. John blinked a few times, trying to force his eyes to adjust; but the darkness was complete and he was left mostly blind to his surroundings. He heard the shuffle of feet as the Operators continued their search of the building and ...
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Ficlets Synopsis: Marauded!
Chain 1: http://ficlets.ficly.com/stories/873 Chain 2: http://ficly.com/stories/8322 Hacker chick Jeanette Leroq was absorbed into the upholstery of her getaway cab, and woke in what seemed to be her own room, under a compulsion to hack websites over a...
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Aegis Interrogation
\Don’t all you bots have code-names? It’s “Karma,” if you must know. But I still think of myself as Matthew Karson. \So you just took the first syllables of your name for your codename. Cute. Run over any dogmas lately? Ha ha. N...
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Automech Intervention
For a while, we talked… or rather, I talked and he displayed what he wanted to say on-screen. He seemed rather shocked that I was able to take my captor’s body as my own, though I guess he didn’t know who he was dealing with, did he? ...
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Pardon Me, But Would You Have Any Grey Energon?
“I found you rather charming, actually, if a bit naive,” the newcomer said in a cultured male voice. His gun never wavered. From the assortment of car part junk hanging off of him, I judged he might turn into a limousine or other Grey Poupo...
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The Following Ficly Takes Place Between 6:00 AM and 7:00 AM
06:03:58 AM Gordon Reeves woke to the sound of arguing. He opened his eyes and found himself lying on the warehouse floor. Not too far away, Jason was huddled in the corner. Across the room, Reeves recognized Victor, Marcos, and the big lug who had got...
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October
The last clumsy blow snapped the lock, and he stumbled in before crumpling to the floor. The cool autumn wind rushed to fill the empty nest of a warehouse with the smell of wet fallen leaves and cold earth. He shivered. He had remembered to stuff a pen...
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A Conversation
“I’ve been thinking about leaving,” he told me. His eyes stared into nothingness, straying from reality. his face was coated with filth he hadn’t bothered to clean off in weeks. I could tell he wasn’t well. I felt my heart...