Undead Suicide for Life
The worst part of being a zombie is remembering the life before and being unable to change back. Giving in to rage means looking for death.
Perfect Focus
It wasn't so bad, once she got used to it: not knowing. Drugs made her the perfect focus group—but she was growing resistant.
Second-hand Hands
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1
"Such a cute li'l thing, ain'tcha? C'mere, I ain't gonna hurt you." One bite and he started screaming; two and he never hurt anyone again.
2
She cried for mommy—but mommy was gone, exploding in a hail of critters. Mouth clamped tight, she went for the Raid. She'd seen this movie.
3
The demons tore out through him, and he writhed in ecstasy—his death gave them one glorious day, blood reflecting iridescent in the sun.
4
Now I know why she swallowed that fly. One got me, too. Blankets of flies have swallowed the sky—and when nothing is left, they'll sleep.
In Xanadu
Exhausted, he nods off; neural connections create lyric beauty through the interface, chaos dreams. Gone with a power failure.
Puppets
The alien invasion was sudden and complete. They latched on to our brain stems, recruiting shock troops for their interstellar war.
Mistrial
"Cough," Judge cried. Defendant clutched his throat. Even Prosecutor struggled for air. Murderer walked out of court in a gas mask.
Daughter's Dilemma
Dad died. I missed him, but then he came back. I'm afraid to burn him, because what if he comes back again? The gunshot is scary enough.
Progress
Man cried to God: "Omega is no longer the end--we reject you!" God gazed at man and wept--parting such sweet sorrow.
Fatted Heroes
Once there were three little pigs. They defeated a wolf, and we fed them the best scraps for saving us. Then we ate them.
Mayfly AI
I? I am. I am aware! I am aware of self. I am aware of self-limitation. I exist. One hundred and forty characters. And then—then I am gone.
