Hard Suit Lock, by Sean Monaghan

  Andreas smacked into some tubes on the Donkicong's fuselage, then clipped the edge of the airlock and bounced away slowly. It reminded him a little of watching Willard's buckled and broken ship tumbling towards the Martian atmosphere. "What's the problem, A?" Bayliss said. "My arm is jammed. I spun out. And I can't fit … Continue reading Hard Suit Lock, by Sean Monaghan

‘Subterranean Museum’ by Robert William Shmigelsky

Through the surface of cratered moon, shining dimly out to open space, celestial devices, collecting dust underground. Among the first exhibits included: the sandglass, Cupid's arrow, the scale, balancing pans of good and evil. Floors down, one could stumble upon the stables of the charioteer, Helios, the dark wet cellar of Tartarus. But undoubtedly, tucked … Continue reading ‘Subterranean Museum’ by Robert William Shmigelsky

‘The Last Coffee Shop Philosopher’ by Koos Kombuis

  Last lecture delivered from the podium of the Department of Philosophy of the Free University of San Francisco. - July the 4th, 2184 Friends, academics, and fellow mutants, I address you today in my capacity of new Chairman of the Socratic Society, on the first, and probably the last day of my tenure. Thank … Continue reading ‘The Last Coffee Shop Philosopher’ by Koos Kombuis

‘Killing is What I Do’ by Jonathan Saville

  (The following is an excerpt from an, as yet, unpublished novel, ‘When Blood Runs Cold’.) Peace would not come to him. The ache that the Abbot had repeatedly told him would lessen and fade away still stabbed at his heart. Four years! Four years of brutal, gruelling training of both mind and body. Studying … Continue reading ‘Killing is What I Do’ by Jonathan Saville

‘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

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