Pa$$WorD Support from Beyond_The Last Journey_The Man Across the Street_Kill the Fury
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Pa$$WorD Support from Beyond
Violet pounded on the keys of her ancient desktop computer. She had the same password for the ten years she had her account. Violet changed a few things, added numbers, and capitalized odd letters, but it was the same. She slammed her pinky down on the enter key. The text box that popped up made her gasp. Your account is locked. Please enter the security key information. Jake had left a month ago. He understood how to fix these things. She fumbled with the desk drawer pushing papers and bins out of the way. The contents shiftedwww.onedoor.cc, still no book. Jiggling the drawer, she released it from the guid...
The Last Journey
It was all in a days work as John approached his vehicle for the first time in a year, he gave it the full circle before attempting to go in. With time on his hands, the children were still in bed, wife Rosie was in the shower, John took the valued opportunity, to sit alone in his car with not a care in the world. Sitting comfortably, and carressing the interior leather seats with his hands, looking in the rear view mirror, the car still parked in the drive, both hands on the steering wheel, and using the motion of moving his hands up and down the steering as if it were moving, he looked again...
The Man Across the Street
“All people have three characters, that which they exhibit, that which they are, and that which they think they are.” ― Alphonse KarrWith her hair in a messy bun, eggs on the stove, and a cup of coffee in her hand, Jessica found herself standing near the windowsill and staring at the numerous passersby on the road. It was nothing new of course, for that was her routine. Each morning found Jessica looking outside of her window and observing people. Sounds creepy right? But worry not, Jessica isn’t our regular stalker. She’s a writer and observing people’s characteristics is her favorite game. S...
Kill the Fury
Act 1 In a dimly lit room with little luminescence, the light beams on the table scattering across the two men seated opposite to each other. The man wearing a black shirt is shuddering with fear as his hands are tied to the chair from behind. ‘Garry. Stay calm. Okay?’ the man in the white sighed.‘Who are you and what you gotta do with me?’ he asked quivering as his face began turning white. The man in the white realized Garry’s fear was swiftly catching up. He slid back into his chair and subtly removed his frames placing them on the table. He’s clean-shaven, with his hair done intricately ...