Residual Haunting, Part Two
I reach into the box and pull out the large Ziploc bag holding the shears, some police jargon written on the front of the bag that I just...
Alien Life, Part Six
While one hand is glued to my faceplate, my other is free with the particle beam wand, I wave it around the front of me where I feel the...
Six-Legged Winter
Jim tromped through the snow, the ankle deep fluff packed deep into the permafrost of the Denali National Park’s expansive forest. Spruce...
Residual Haunting, Part One
I retrieve the evidence from my mother’s murder Christmas Day. A day I’d been expecting to spend visiting my mother and seeing my bratty...
Alien Life, Part Five
It hisses as it leaps from behind the computer, spreading out spindly legs that ended in two clawed toes. A long serpentine tail whipped...
Alien Life, Part Four
“There you are!” Aikman yelled into the radio, a dull roar of noise filling in the background. “Yeah, sorry ‘bout that, was just putting...