‘Warning in Silicon’ by G. Dedrick Robinson

Painted illustration: at night in a cluttered room, a woman in a robe stares at the glowing amber screen of a beige 1980s computer as her uniformed police-officer husband leans over her shoulder; behind them a swirling cave opens where a gaunt young man climbs with a flashlight toward a fiery glow on the horizon.

[Illustration: New illustration created for the archive.] Mary knew that the holidays were not a good time to ask her husband for a favor. He already was heading the committee organizing the party the police threw each year for the poor and homeless kids in the city, and he still had his regular job to … Continue reading ‘Warning in Silicon’ by G. Dedrick Robinson →

‘An Alien’s Love’ by LB Knowles

The Jacques Richarde Building shook. Students and teachers alike considered their escape route, but before they had the time to follow it, the shaking stopped. “Was that an earthquake?” Madeline Mullaney asked the attractive blonde next to her. “I think it was an alien landing on the roof,” Maria replied, to the surprise of everyone … Continue reading ‘An Alien’s Love’ by LB Knowles →

‘Foetal Distraction’ by Monica Carter

Charcoal-style horror art titled "Foetal Distraction": a man carries a bundle past a coffin as an old man points

Few leave this place alive. Entering through the heavy, green, odd-shaped door, Dr. Charles Dennis shivers. An inclement night: wind tears through the old house, the hospital, where desperate souls bury immorality, illness, fear of the immortal, or they bury themselves.  Tonight something other than death, sickness, and despair saturate the place; something else seems … Continue reading ‘Foetal Distraction’ by Monica Carter →

‘Brain Break’ by Kris Knapp

Colorful scene titled "Brain Break": a figure walks out of an office of screens through glowing ghosts toward a beach

Corrodel stepped through the telepod, fumbling with his mug and briefcase. He tripped, and hot coffee splashed on his white shirt. Jobe swiveled in his hover chair and chortled. “Bravo.” Corrodel sighed and set down his mug and briefcase. Jobe hovered back around. “Thirty seconds late. Old man Lipston’ll have your head.” He sipped a … Continue reading ‘Brain Break’ by Kris Knapp →

‘More Blood’ by David Such

The girl sitting next to him was hot, but damn she could talk. Jes was Sam Blood’s latest potential new girlfriend. She hadn’t quite separated from her current man, but Blood had a feeling that this was imminent. The uComm beeped in Blood’s ear. He activated it on silent while pretending to continue to listen … Continue reading ‘More Blood’ by David Such →

‘The Package’ by Ilan Herman

A young man in a red helmet sits on a couch staring at a blue one-eyed blob creature in a cosmic-themed room

Jeff was watching the news in his living room when a knock sounded on his apartment door. He opened the door and smiled at the rotund mailman, who’d been serving the apartments for ten years. “How ya doin’, John?” Holding a mid-sized cardboard box, the mailman smiled through his thick and graying mustache and asked, … Continue reading ‘The Package’ by Ilan Herman →

‘Three Gold Pieces’ by Brock L. Noel

Illuminated-manuscript page with a letter M: a blonde girl kisses a blushing boy's cheek on a dock below a castle

Sir Lochlan Mayes’s breaths were coming hard as he bent over in the stifling heat scorching the city streets of Goldenshore. It had been especially hot this summer on the coast of the Southern Sea, and today was no different. Lochlan put his hands on his knees, watching the sweat drip off of the tip … Continue reading ‘Three Gold Pieces’ by Brock L. Noel →

‘The God Project’ by James A. Ford

3rd quarter 2135 CE Northern Hemisphere President’s address "We stand on the precipice of time. Preparing to undertake a great adventure of discovery. One which we can only complete with cooperation and brotherhood. To finally and for all time answer that eternal question: Does God exist? To set aside the now-quaint beliefs proven to be in … Continue reading ‘The God Project’ by James A. Ford →

‘Mission Fail’ by Michael Meyerhofer

“So, Doc, how many do you think died today?" Fram asked. "A million? Ten million?” We were sitting in the mess mall of the Scaled Angel, the only two in a room built for ten astronauts of various shapes and sizes. Fram was picking his teeth with a sliver of charred mammal bone. It made … Continue reading ‘Mission Fail’ by Michael Meyerhofer →