by Jim Stitzel | Jun 8, 2024 | Stories
He thought it could never happen to him. But here he was, standing in front the mirror, sporting two, new, fully grown horns about 3 inches in length. His teeth had been reshaped into razor points. And he didn’t even want to acknowledge what had happened to the...
by Jim Stitzel | Jun 6, 2024 | Stories
She forgot to buy the coffee. She could have kicked herself for forgetting, but it wasn’t terribly surprising that she did. The morning had progressed in anything but a smooth manner from the time her alarm went off to her approach to the office park now. The...
by Jim Stitzel | Jun 5, 2024 | Stories
I need to tell somebody what I’ve done, but I don’t know who to turn to. I doubt anyone would believe me. And if they did, I’m afraid the news would get out, and I would suddenly become a specimen to be analyzed and dissected — figuratively by...
by Jim Stitzel | Jun 4, 2024 | Stories
There were too many people in the room. Jared knew it before he even set foot in the room, but he was compelled to enter anyway. And he regretted it the moment he did. He avoided looking at anyone. Instead, he shuffled to one side of the room and took up a spot along...
by Jim Stitzel | Jun 3, 2024 | Stories
The rain started today. Again. And it wasn’t just a little sprinkle, either. It was a positive deluge, as is normal on this planet. We have 240 days in our yearly cycle, and it rains here for 239 of those days. We get one day of dry and sunny every year, and I...
