Short Story

I was so preoccupied with looking around the room I didn’t notice a short, elderly man creep out from the shadows. “What are you doing here?!” he shouted, “This here is private property!”. I turned around and took a good look at the man. He wore bleached, old fashioned clothes that resembled a style from the 1960s, with thick spectacles. He looked familiar. “A corpse was found in this area this morning, I’m questioning the residents surrounding the crime scene.” I replied, “Have you ever seen this man?” I inquired, pulling out the victim’s wallet showing him the photograph of the victim. An expression flickered across the man’s face almost too quickly to catch it, but he quickly regained his composure, “I ain’t never seen ‘im.” the man said indifferently.

''Aren’t Joe and Cisco going to help us?'' Asked Barry, noticing that his foster dad and best friend were still absent as the rest of the team was preparing their plan of attack back at the lab. ''I thought you guys said they were supposed to join us here.''

“Please, you have to let me stay!” She heard someone plead. “I’m a nurse, I can help out.”

Remus, seeing strait through the fake interest growled and let Moony take over his mind. He said nothing but instead rammed into the door. He bounced off it and went to do it again, this time he let his magic aid him and swirl around him as he came in contact with the sturdy wood.

Montague La-Rose stepped into the darkness. A cold wind screamed from the belly of the mountain, carrying black sediment that thickened the air. Rain from the surface dripped down through the cavern’s stone ceilings. With the dwindling light of his torch, he listened to the black space around him and followed the running water, knowing that with each step he was descending closer to the core of planet Naan, where an underground network of tunnels reached across the lands. This network was connected to the heart of the planet where a message station, created long ago by entities of the Higher Dimensions, enabled communication with the heavens and the other four known worlds. Each planet had been equipped with these intricate machines, as

You concluded that you were asleep. Everything around you was pitch black and you were in a trace-like state.

The group concluded that, at nearly five-past, the gnats would have to go hungry and they filed out of the booth. They slipped past Evan without much more than a cursory word-- whether the presence of two known staff members assuaged him or it was just in his nature to be completely unperturbed by a quintet of off-the-clock individuals stepping confidently past the Employees Only sign was unclear.

Chad was born to be a wrestler. He was barely out of pull-up and showed promise. When someone mentioned wrestling, he would grin from ear to ear.

It has been a long 2 years for me. After Johnny and Dally died, nothing has been the same in Tulsa, Oklahoma. I guess I was right, we could get along without anybody but Johnny. The whole gang began getting in arguments about every little thing. That caused the gang to part ways. Steve and Sodapop found a better job that they could both work at in Oklahoma City a few months ago. Two-Bit just left town one day after one of the arguments and we haven’t seen him since. Darry is the only thing in this town that hasn’t changed. He still is a roofer and pays the taxes and bills. Cherry kept trying to talk to us greaser but I was the only one who actually talked to her. She stopped talking to me after a few months anyway. She went off to college

“Don’t take my answer of ‘no’ as a coward’s response, but I’m trying to make it back home to my family. Up until this point, we’ve only been gassed. We’re still in the dark, but nothing is attacking us. I think if we tough it out, we’ll make it out of here alive. But if we go snooping in the dark, there’s no telling what we might find.”

Kudzu got some fresh cat food and water in his usual spot, and Sophia set up to feed Paloma on the opposite side of the kitchen. The kitchen table was set for four, and Sophia was the last to sit down, opposite Andy and between Barbara and Chip, who both reached out their hands to her. She put her hands in theirs, and Chip bowed his head and delivered the shortest prayer Sophia ever heard. “For what we have received, we give thanks. For what is to come, we say, ‘Yes!’”

Last week, dressed in her tailored suit and mile-high red heels, Morgana walked into the neighborhood watering hole in the Bronx. The pub was dim, crowded, and smelled like stale beer and musky cologne, but despite the irritating odor, she enjoyed the drinks and the laid-back atmosphere, even if she stuck out like a sore thumb when she came dressed in business attire straight after work. But that didn’t really matter, because she and her crowd were celebrating Merlin’s master’s degree by consuming nachos, wings, and beer. It was a fine night to let loose and chow down on greasy food. After all, this was Merlin, who worked so hard at his two jobs, teaching grade school and tutoring disadvantaged kids at the community center, all while

The low murmuring in our head rises to a shout when we step through the doors of the institution. It's here to help, it's here to help it's here to help it's here to- The voices in our head were suddenly shouting over each other, desperate to have their opinions heard. Were gonna die! Were gonna- Help me! Help m-

The embers in the fire-pit glowed in Asmund’s deep, brown eyes. He stared into the flames as a calm aura washed across him; he knew they were coming for him. Yet the seasoned warrior’s heart knew no fear, only honour. Either victory or Valhalla awaited him and both promised glory.

Five days. Would it be an unexpected blessing? Or maybe, a curse? Desol knew only time would tell.