by Jim Stitzel | Aug 8, 2024 | Stories
I can’t tell you what I’ve been doing. Mostly, because I don’t know myself. You see, I’ve been renting out my body and cranial space to the highest bidder. And that has made me immensely wealthy. But because I’m not fully present in my...
by Jim Stitzel | Aug 7, 2024 | Stories
She was lost. She’d only stepped out of her body for a moment, but somehow that was all it took to lose it. Now she was untethered in an astral way and had no way to get back to her own body. So she decided to borrow someone else’s. She found a lady nearby who was...
by Jim Stitzel | Aug 6, 2024 | Stories
This entry is part 18 of 18 in the series The DarkWe emerged from the tunnels back into Haven just as a search party was about to leave to look for us. We described our journey, our adventure, to the others as they listened with rapt attention. All the while, you had...
by Jim Stitzel | Aug 4, 2024 | Stories
This entry is part 17 of 18 in the series The DarkWe walked, then, through the dark tunnels, with hardly a care in the world. We were hand-in-hand, and I thrilled at your touch. We talked in hushed tones, reluctant to wake up anything that might be lurking out of...
by Jim Stitzel | Aug 2, 2024 | Stories
Lightning splits the sky, making contact with the lightning rod on the Capital building. Only, instead of disappearing, the bolt remains, freeze-framed between cloud and building. Another bolt, and another freeze-frame. Over the course of the next ten minutes, dozens...
