Epilogue, one week after Zee's incarceration:
"Alright, you're cleared to enter, professor," says the guard. The door groans as he unlatches the steel lever and pushes the door in. Professor Hyne enters the cell.
Saturday, October 30, 2010
Obsidian Mirror, pt 6
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Horror,
Short Story
Friday, October 29, 2010
Obsidian Mirror pt. 5
"So explain to me what's been happening to you, Zelophehad," the psychiatrist says.
I'm back in the prison. I'm in a straight jacket and I'm chained to the wall. There are no windows.
I'm back in the prison. I'm in a straight jacket and I'm chained to the wall. There are no windows.
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Horror,
Short Story
Thursday, October 28, 2010
Obsidian Mirror, pt. 4
I walk with the couple re-clothed in extra garments they had with them. They were old hippies that were on a long camping trip out in their cabin. They offered to feed and clothe me for a few nights, or until I can figure out what happened to me lat night.
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Horror,
Short Story
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
Obsidian Mirror, pt. 3
The next morning:
I yawn and stretch out my arms without opening my eyes. I hear birds singing and leaves rustling outsi...
I open my eyes.
I'm laying in damp grass in a dense forest. Concrete walls are now fir trees, iron bars are now dew-kissed bushes.
Where the hell am I?
I yawn and stretch out my arms without opening my eyes. I hear birds singing and leaves rustling outsi...
I open my eyes.
I'm laying in damp grass in a dense forest. Concrete walls are now fir trees, iron bars are now dew-kissed bushes.
Where the hell am I?
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Horror,
Short Story
Monday, October 25, 2010
The Obsidian Mirror, pt. 2
"What's going on...?" I mumble to myself, my knees and hands shaking.
The doorbell rings. I stumble to the door and peer through the peephole nervously. Two police officers stood outside.
The doorbell rings. I stumble to the door and peer through the peephole nervously. Two police officers stood outside.
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Horror,
Short Story
Sunday, October 24, 2010
The Obsidian Mirror
"Hey Zee, you thirsty?" Professor Hyne calls from the adjacent room.
"Yeah, just water is good, thanks," I answer. I lift the unlucky test subject by its pink tail and drop it into a bio hazard container. I pick up my pen and scribble a few quick notes on my clipboard. "Memory-inhibitor serum, trial #549, failed. Cause: lethal within one month."
"Yeah, just water is good, thanks," I answer. I lift the unlucky test subject by its pink tail and drop it into a bio hazard container. I pick up my pen and scribble a few quick notes on my clipboard. "Memory-inhibitor serum, trial #549, failed. Cause: lethal within one month."
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Horror,
Short Story
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