“Amagaeru is ready. Are you?” The oversized green frog sat in Tomo’s cupped hands, breathing rhythmically to the sound of the crashing waves. In the distance, dark clouds rolled and the churning sea roared.
Dream Sequence 2: The Homocide
I walked my dog along the lonely single-lane road. We came across an intersection where the gravel road met an asphalt road. A rusty gray mailbox sat at the corner, with a small, rusty gray ranch house about twenty yards behind it. Up the paved road was a newer apartment complex, rising about five or six floors up from a hill behind the old house.
Dream Sequence 1: The Flight of the Fish
I’ve been taking care of aquarium fish since I was seven. Until a fateful day last year, I had two albino cories, a tetra, and a few zebra danios in a small tank at the corner of my bedroom. Now, an empty fish tank sits in its place.
Happy Zombie Adventure
You are Steve, a survivor trying to survive in a world filled with infected zombies everywhere. You have a pistol and a backpack. You have managed to survive several months avoiding zombies and scavenging food. You cautiously enter a rundown store and hear a noise.
The Gift
The woman’s cold fingers twitched as the doctor worked on her. I could not see what he was doing because he stood in front of her with his back turned toward me. He hummed as he worked. Finally, he turned around with his two hands holding out a dark red hunk of an organ. “Her heart,” he said. I nodded and looked at the cadaver woman as the doctor placed the organ into an opaque white canister.