The Business at Hand

The Business at Hand

This entry is part 2 of 6 in the series World Tunnel“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...
Classy Lady

Classy Lady

This entry is part 1 of 6 in the series World TunnelThe 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...
Dance in the Dark

Dance in the Dark

This entry is part 12 of 18 in the series The DarkWe moved lightly through the corridor, which eventually opened up in a larger space, pocked with deep pools of the evil liquid. We paused, scanning the room, then looked to each other. Without a word, we clasped hands....

Dead Man Walking

I am a dead man walking. That’s not a metaphor, not a promise of a future event the way you usually think of it. I really am dead — and have been for some time now. I walk the streets of this city. I pass by people on the sidewalk, and they instinctively...

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...