by Jim Stitzel | Jul 3, 2024 | Stories
This entry is part 3 of 6 in the series World Tunnel“Well, we won’t put together a landing party until the crew is recovered from hibernation, so three days at least. In the meantime, let’s go over the data we have.” Lindsey toggles her comm....
by Jim Stitzel | Jul 2, 2024 | Stories
“I want you to feel special,” the zombie said, standing before me. The zombie in question was my former first mate, Emorson Brunnos, now somehow become one of the undead. Myself, I was the captain of this starship, before the horde overran it and turned...
by Jim Stitzel | Jul 1, 2024 | Stories
Do you know who I am? Because I sure don’t. At least I don’t know who I am here, in this world. Don’t get me wrong. I don’t have amnesia. I recall fully well who I was before I got here. And I remember how I got here, passing through a crack in my bedroom wall. It...
by Jim Stitzel | Jun 30, 2024 | Stories
Stop making me feel guilty. I can see you, in the mirror, reflected in a glass of water, looking back at me from any shiny surface. You’re always looking over my shoulder, reminding me of what I’ve done. And I don’t need that kind of guilt. Least of all from you. I...
by Jim Stitzel | Jun 29, 2024 | Stories
A floating island, maybe 50 feet across. It hangs inside a light shroud of mist. On the island, a lone tree, 80 feet tall and in full flower. Pink cherry blossoms, or something of the kind. Around the island, three moons orbit at various distances. From the...
