Air invasion

Air invasion

Klaxons. Klaxons everywhere. Truly this was it. It was the dead of night, of course. They never attacked during the day. That was too obvious, and we’d see them coming a mile away — on a cloudless day. (And even on overcast days, they always mysteriously...

The Business at Hand

This entry is part 2 of 2 in the series World Tube“Telemetry from the probe has been parsed and analyzed, Captain,” Lady responds. The ship’s voice is a soothing alto, designed to accommodate for the crew as they recover. “The data has already...

Classy Lady

This entry is part 1 of 2 in the series World TubeThe Classy Lady parks itself in a synchronous orbit above the asteroid Berger-Behregen before waking and decanting the crew. The ship locates and contacts the telemetry beacon planted in the surface of the rock while...

Curvature

“Explain what I’m looking at.” “Timestream 8496775816-AQZ-25.13.4. We pulled it from yesterday’s archives when it was flagged anomolous.” “Meaning?” “Look here. Grid 117, Segment 16, Node 135. See that...

Sandstorm

He trudged through the sand, up and over great dunes of the stuff, while the wind blasted him with even more of the fine grains. Visibility was shit, and he walked more by instinct than anything. He’d long ago lost his way. The gale-force storm did nothing to...

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