Okay, the rest of part 7. Part 8 is coming soon. The end is nigh? We shall see… —————————————- Long after everything was over, Mae would remember thinking that it happened just like in the movies. Time stopped, then started again in slow motion. She heard herself screaming her...
Almost done with part 7. Whew! ————————————- “Shoot it, Sugar!” 7-year-old Mae Dayton shouted to her twin. The girls were on their first unsupervised mission. The “it” in question was a large bird-like creature that appeared to have escaped from Earth’s distant past. Part lizard, part mammal, it flew...
I have a feeling this is going to be long, so I’m breaking it up into at least two parts, maybe three, in order not to overwhelm you. Enjoy. ————————————————– “Bull. SHIT!” Sugar Dayton spat at the woman. “What mother? Where the hell were you when we were locked...
It’s short, but… I don’t think y’all are ready for this. 🙂 ————————————- Sugar Dayton jammed her right hand into her jacket and whipped out one of her guns. She whirled around to face the stranger, the muzzle of the weapon rising as she took aim. She needn’t have...
Something’s brewing, y’all! —————————————— With a growing feeling of dread, Sugar smashed her forehead into the nose of the guard in front of her, breaking it, and rendering him unconscious. She released her grip, allowing his body to fall. He landed on the pile of defeated men and women...
Welcome to the mind of Zo. Not sure just how old she is yet… Somewhere between 12 and 16, I’m guessing. And yes, she’s been locked up her whole life. ——————————————————————– Even if I can’t see them, I know they’re there. Watching me, taunting me, studying me like I’m...
And the plot thickens… Sorry it’s so short, but this is all I have the energy to write tonight. 🙁 —————————————- Sugar Dayton frowned at the warm body at her feet. She prodded him with the toe of her boot; he was definitely dead. She sighed, and pinched the...
Terry Madison was having a shitty day. The 5’9″ male guard nervously yanked his greasy ponytail while he watched the monitors. SIFRAS, the Specialized Institution For Research And Recovery, did not skimp on security. Terry was one of 32 guards posted at various entrances and sites. For the time...
And with this, Prey To Lose is over. Or is it? —————————————- Her spine stiffened as the silky tones of her sister’s voice caressed her ear. “Fan-fucking-tastic,” she grumbled. “Now I’m hallucinating, too.” She shook her head, intending to clear the ghosts and cobwebs but only succeeded in making...
Short, sweet, and suspenseful. I’m lovin’ it! ———————————————— Sugar blinked rapidly in disbelief. As she stared at her twin, she found herself announcing “I’m going home.” Mae looked surprised. “You won’t fight with me?” “Fight? Against SIFRAS? Have you lost your Goddess given mind!? Is your death wish that...
Yes, I know.. It has been a minute since I posted a new poem. Well, here you are, my dear readers. Enjoy!—————————- walk this way in this best case scenarioi’m watching the watchersthat are watching meundecided about the level of hostilitythat they should give mei can hear their thoughtsbroadcasting...
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