Hint of Evil

“This is stupid, this is stupid, this is stupid,” Adam mumbled to himself as the elevator moved up to the top floor. The mid-30s college student paced within the empty elevator while he reminded himself of his stupidity. “I’m gonna say the thing and they’re going to call security on me.” Before he could reconsider…

Justine’s Jeopardy

“Whatcha doin’, spider-freak?” Ben asked the hunched over girl. She was alone in the middle of an overgrown field when Ben and his group spotted her on their walk from school. The girl, Justine, became the talk of the town the day she turned 16. On their sixteenth birthday, all children get their familiar: a…

Devilish Informant

“It was an old story,” Alice began her tale but did not make it very far before Ms. Sharp interrupted her. “I don’t need a prologue or the wisdom of your ancestors. Just tell me what you know,” Ms. Sharp said. Alice nodded. “Her name is Ballisea. The story says she loved a Zero but…

Hot Melody

Marcus Preston dashed into the office at full speed. He did not bother to try and close the door; they would break through it faster than the time he spent closing it. He rounded the desk and frantically opened the second drawer. “Come on, Mr. P! There’s nowhere to hide in there!” Fire Captain, the…

Sharp Revelation

“Who’s she?” Mortimer paused at the entrance to Satan’s office. The old, silver-haired billionaire expected to have a private meeting with the devil. A stern, pale woman in a white suit sat across from a large slab of obsidian that served as a desk. She did not turn to acknowledge Mortimer or his question of…

Holey Soul

“Tell me what you see,” Melody said. The pale, dark-haired woman invited herself into Ned’s booth and introduced herself as Melody. Then, she pointed to the empty space above her head. “I know you see something.”  Ned had many questions, but he hoped she would give him answers in exchange for his. He never told…

Sharp Program

“Huh,” Nelson made the first sound in his lab in over an hour. He sat  in his narrow white lab studying logs on his computer screen. The late 30s researcher preferred silence over music while working. “Hey, T.A.I.?” He called. An animated mannequin appeared on his screen. “Yes, Nelson?” “What’s this invitation you sent out…

Sharp Domain

“No way…,” Nick’s mouth grew into a wide grin as he scanned the list of recent posts; the latest was made within the past hour. “There’s people…,” he leaned his head back in the chair and exhaled peacefully. Three years ago zombies overran the world. Last year, Nick lost his last human friend due to…

Sharp Apology

“…but…,” Arnold nervously stepped back from the open cell door. “I’m not up for parole until next year.” He shook his head in rapid fashion; for him, it was more of a physical tick than communication. A burly guard glared at the mousey prisoner. “I’m not ready for a hearing today,” Arnold said. He tried…

Soul-food

“Arachnophobic?” Mundo asked with laughter. The burly, bearded, bald man shook his head. “You can’t possibly be arachnophobic,” he said. He set the un-used tattoo machine aside in a plastic tray atop a rolling cart. Mundo’s tattoo shop was empty except for Mundo, the tattooist, and Tanner, the customer. He was a scrawny, sickly teenager…