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[Spindaddy]

He opened his eyes and couldn't remember where he was or how he got here. But more importantly, whose hand he was holding.

Damn fine twabble! I made an audible "ewwwwwww!"

[Spindaddy]

After I explained my shock, the alien said "Oh I thought the traditional greeting was I showed you mine please respond!"

[Hazel]

Loa Adage sits, head in void-scaled limbs. Ruin came all too quickly. Above, the bright fleet begins its purification.

[Hazel]

Their machine could make a universe. Each person integrating values and concepts, preserving ideas. Right to the end.

[bratcat]

Get down from the ceiling!
You swat him with a broom handle and he hisses, spitting acid.
God, I hate their teenage years.

[BigDumbYak]

The Kaiju Next Door was always my favourite bedtime story.
I never dreamed that it would come true!
Oh Baragon I love you!

[Ichabod]

"But zom-boy always stays out late. It's not fair!" said Tina. Mother sighed "As long as you're living under my roof..."

[BigDumbYak]

We discovered this new world the same way as it always happens.
Someone left a tuna sandwich in the microwave overnight.

[SoJoeWrote]

I toiled to bring him back from an effortless death. My struggles took eons but I could not be sure. Oh! Why did I kill time?

[BigDumbYak]

It’s not true you know.
Don’t listen to the lies.
They don’t know what’s real.
In space they actually CAN hear you scream.

[DiOptase]

She waited as the traffic light changed back to red. She might die here, clutching an old mala, lap full of rolling beads.

[Ichabod]

A rush of negative g's flutters my stomach. I'm wryly amused to be startled. I stepped off, after all. The rope tightens.

[Suomy Nona]

That doctor is a quack and just after my money! I can't even tell they're there until they crawl out my nostril to fly away.

[Suomy Nona]

The stripper gazed longingly into my eyes as the delicate layers fell to the floor revealing the muscle beneath my skin.

[Hazel]

My stomach hurts. Tension between hunger and anxiety collapsing into superposition. What do they think of my cooking?

[Suomy Nona]

The good news is... it's not cancer, only a type of squid-like organism.

The bad news is... it's not dead, only sleeping.

[Suomy Nona]

Limping and stumbling, they appeared as corpses marching jerkily towards the city walls. All fear the sole-less ones.

[bratcat]

"you speak chicken?"
I'm surprised
"you don't?"
He pauses
Places a hand into a silk bag and produces a vial
"inject this"

[RustyTomatoes]

Alone on my boat, the fishing line pulls taught and I feel tapping on my shoulder.
That's the last time I fish in Insmouth.

[Suomy Nona]

It took a life-altering event to make me a true believer in the supernatural. Although I would’ve preferred to survive.