From atop the Mahogany Table_Identical_Bunker 91B_Who is your Daddy and what does he do? An Another
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From atop the Mahogany Table
Father Baumann drummed his fingers methodically against the surface of the mahogany table. He stared into the eyes of the gentleman sitting across from him, not in a threatening way, but rather in a curious way.Father Baumann was not the threatening type at all. He was not in any type actually. He fit no categories. He was one of the rare entities of a human being that molded and shifted with the tide. But yet, one would never say he went with the flow. His existence defied the human nature.He could coax a despairing man from the precipice of a bridge with a touch of his word and a twitch of h...
Identical
If his life depended on killing his best friend, how far would he go to survive?These are the thoughts that raced through Arlen’s head as he lay in a hospital bed. He glanced over at the bed next to him, where another man lay sleeping. They both shared the same slightly lined, pale face, and had identical dark hair. The rest of the world believed they were twins, but the two identical men shared something else besides a face; a secret. 6 months bwww.onedoor.ccefore, on a cool day in April, Arlen had woken up. Somewhere in space and time, in an identical bed, another Arlen had woken up as well. Two identic...
Bunker 91B
I slapped my mop onto the ground and pushed it lazily. The cleaning crew was the worst, but I only had a few more shifts before my team rotated back to The Garden. That was the name we used for the labs we ‘grew’ chemically enhanced food in. Any job was better than cleaning crap though. The lunch buzzer interrupted my mediocre mop job. “Hey, did you hear?” Jose ran up behind me and clapped me on the back, “Apparently we’re only a week away from release!” I felt my shoulders drop, “They’ve been saying that for years man. We’re not leaving.” “No, really!” He insisted, “Marge from the Political ...
Who is your Daddy and what does he do? An Another Earth Short Story
Chicago 2058 Mid-Level, Residential districtMid-level was crowded, buildings and towers stretching into the space between the mid and upper levels, criss-crossed with walkways, stairs, and of course the traffic lanes of hover-vehicles and other flying contraptions. Holo billboards hovered above rooftops or covered entire sides of buildings, encouraging the ever increasing consumerism that had seemed to engulf the world of the megacities. It had been the study of the Great War and the Infection War in his history class that had gotten Dondel Stoutforge and several of the other students in his ...