Double Exposure_Little Miss Pop Quits Show Business_The Final Assessment_Multiverse Mike
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Double Exposure
Cursing under my breath as a thorn ripped a gash in my shin, I ventured through an abandoned lot across from the target’s house. Shorts and flip flops proved to be a terrible choice of attire, and I should’ve known better. These high-paying, incognito gigs always entailed off-road explorations of some sort, and this was no exception. After sneezing and swatting gnats, I hid behind a tree stump amid various brambles and weeds. Hoping I wasn’t inadvertently standing on a rattlesnake, I prepared my camera and telephoto lens. Something prickly tickled the back of my knee, but I refused to budge. ...
Little Miss Pop Quits Show Business
‘Do you have any balloons?’‘No balloons, little monkey. But I’ve got plenty of bubbles!’‘Do you do magic tricks?’‘Erm… Well, bubbles are magic!’‘No, I mean magic tricks like a magician.’‘Well… no, but…’‘Can you make animal shapes out of bubbles?’‘Oh, my dear, I think you’re thinking of a balloon artist again…’‘When can I go inside the big bubble?’‘In a little while, I have some very interesting and fun things to show you first!’‘Like magic tricks?’Daisy looked around the hall. This had to have been one of the most run-down places she had ever worked in. The walls were white but the paint was s...
The Final Assessment
"One star? Are you serious? We're assessing by stars now?" In my ten years of teaching, I had been given feedback in person, peer review, and quantitative test scores of my students but stars were new to me. "Ginny www.onedoor.ccprefers stars. We accept all forms of feedback here." Tricia Patterson, the head of the parental board, said matter-of-factly. I shouldn't have been surprised. I knew my last day as lead instructor at Sunnyvale Friends School would have its hiccups. I didn't realize the hiccups would lead to a total career seizure.And it started with finding a dead body on the playground. I should b...
Multiverse Mike
TW: Swearing.A featureless, sexless being of pure black light held my hands and told me I would be a wanderer. Clicking my fingers would take me to the next universe. Clicking the other fingers would take me back. With no more explanation, the multiversal god vanished. I stood alone in the car park of a fast-food restaurant, drunk.“Yeah right,” I said, clicking my fingers. Night became day. Tarmac became a field of red poppies. I became the multiverse’s biggest moron. I could only click the fingers of my right hand.Bright blue sky stretched out to a horizon far across fields of every colour. F...