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I stared at the ceiling. I couldn't sleep. The bench/cot…thing I was lying on was built of brushed s…

The wind gusted right at that moment, as if to punctuate Al's words.

Tsering broke the silence. "Ob…

The point of this post is to give readers a reference to this series.

The final installment on Ficl…

City Park East Recycle Bin 256 was like most of the other recycle bins: Green, rusted, and operated …

"What does 'MEMENTO Undelete 256 City Park East' mean?" I asked Acrylic, holding the paper in front …

I hadn't talked to Fireboy in forever, but he owed me a favor. He still understood my signal—and sti…

"I am glad to see that you survived!" C:\ said, hugging me warmly.

"Who's this nut?" Acrylic asked,…

I could only watch as Hard Drive jury-rigged the defibrillator to serve as a power source. The old r…

The heavily-rusted sign over the garage read "HAL'S AUTO REPAIR", and the address above the front do…

Captain's log, ship's day 8483

Our number is 88 now. Lisa gave birth this morning.

Backyard Bob go…

Captain's log, ship's day 8482

I, Fleance Conor Norton, hereby assume command of the generation shi…

Captain's log, ship's day 8472

I wish we could fix the attitude control. The tumbling is making me …

This isn't so much a story as it is a bit of a reference point for the Next Breed of Thief series,…

The dream begins with baroque-era music written about the planets. Supposedly the music was written …

This laptop has served me well over the past few years, ever since I picked it up from the on-campus…