Day 2: Subjects were forcibly awoken at 7:00am. They were overly lethargic and slow to react, likely due to an unintentional overdose of sedative administered by an inept intern during the night. This may have played a significant part in lengthening the time it took … Continue reading Day 2
Day 1
Day 1: Subjects 1-15 were placed throughout the chamber equidistant from each other. They were roused at the same moment and observed throughout the day. Subjects 2,5,7 and 9 displayed some knowledge of their acquisition for the testing. Recommend that the resources department consider re-evaluating … Continue reading Day 1
Ghosts (I’m not quite sure where I want to go with this yet)
Alarms. Lots of alarms. The computers had all gone down about 15 minutes earlier, and since then the alarms had been sounding non-stop. It was really starting to annoy Monica. She was good at fixing computers, real good, but it's hard to concentrate with so … Continue reading Ghosts (I’m not quite sure where I want to go with this yet)
I’m sorely tempted to Alan Smithee this…
Months ago I was plying my (non-sexual) trade around a forum, trying to sell myself as a writer for an amateur game as a means of working on my talent. A chap contacted me to write the story and some of the dialogue for his … Continue reading I’m sorely tempted to Alan Smithee this…
A typical bus ride.
God, she was an ugly bitch. Not the sort of ugly you'd notice from a distance, the sort of ugly that you can only perceive when you are close enough to see their soul. She worked in one of those up-themselves lingerie shops that would … Continue reading A typical bus ride.
Something…
The rain was falling like watery bullets onto the flesh of the concrete sidewalk. I had been conscious for a few hours, dragging myself from my alcohol induced torpor at roughly 10 AM, 2 hours after my alarm clock began ringing. I hadn't bothered to … Continue reading Something…
House Hunting – 2
'Would you like to see the kitchen?' The slimy estate-cretin asked happily. James nodded slowly, although a deep feeling of trepidation was starting to well in the pit of his stomach. The estate-cretin had already proved himself to be an utter bastard with the 'burglar … Continue reading House Hunting – 2
House Hunting – 1
The estate agent opened the door and politely pushed James into the house. It was an interesting mix of modern decor and rustic charm, it had a TV and extensive mould covering the flaky, cracked walls. James had expected this, of course, it was the … Continue reading House Hunting – 1
The Ballad of Croggley Steinfast
Croggley Steinfast, Reverend of the Church of St. Judy of the Immaculate Complexion, was sat with his hair soaking in the font. This was a daily routine for him, and a much more efficient way, he seemed to think, of sanctifying the water. Besides, the … Continue reading The Ballad of Croggley Steinfast
Hubris McLeod – Part 6
The, now rather dishevelled, agent helped me out of what was left of Carly's house and collapsed on the grass. I tried to catch myself from falling, stupidly putting weight on my injured foot. This little misadventure resulted in me twirling my way onto the … Continue reading Hubris McLeod – Part 6
Whitehall Press Corps. 