Chapter 3: Shear Marks
The blinding fluorescent lights of Berkshire Memorial Hospital were a shock after the protracted darkness. My throat felt raw, my body a mass of aches, [more…]
The blinding fluorescent lights of Berkshire Memorial Hospital were a shock after the protracted darkness. My throat felt raw, my body a mass of aches, [more…]
The world returned to me in fractured flashes of cold and a dull, insistent ache. My chest burned with each shallow breath, and the concrete [more…]
Part 1 Thirty minutes after his private charter was scheduled to depart, he walked back into our off-grid research compound through the basement delivery hatch. [more…]
Sitting in the idling car behind the venue’s service gates, the hum of the engine was a low, steady comfort. The wedding lights were a [more…]
I stood up from the plastic chair. My legs felt steady beneath me. The cool night wind swept off the Pacific Ocean, a welcome gust [more…]
The dressing room door burst open again. Daniel stood in the hallway, his face stark white, his eyes wide and bloodshot. He was breathing heavily, [more…]
The silence in the cramped dressing room stretched, thin and brittle. Julian’s face was pale, beads of sweat breaking out on his forehead despite the [more…]
Julian paced the small, concrete room, his agitation growing with each silent minute that passed. The soft, concerned tone he had tried earlier had completely [more…]
We walked further down the concrete hallway, passing stacks of folded banquet tables and large, covered trolleys. The air grew colder here, away from the [more…]
The low hum of a vibrating phone pulled me from my thoughts. Evelyn pulled out her own device, glancing at the screen. “Marcus Holloway,” she [more…]