Dark Moments
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alt="Nobody Puts Baby in the Deleted Items Folder by C. A. Fulwell"
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Nobody Puts Baby in the Deleted Items Folder by...
LifeLike: Kelly’s favourite game since age fourteen. So much joy in the virtual family. No pain. No “stupid fucking mistakes.” Just love. After a mistake at twenty-two, she had Emily....
Nobody Puts Baby in the Deleted Items Folder by...
LifeLike: Kelly’s favourite game since age fourteen. So much joy in the virtual family. No pain. No “stupid fucking mistakes.” Just love. After a mistake at twenty-two, she had Emily....
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alt="Immersive Gameplay by by Jonathan Tolstedt"
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Immersive Gameplay by by Jonathan Tolstedt
Teri wasn’t prepared for what she found in the apartment the biohazard company sent her to clean. The corpse was still sitting on the edge of his couch, mummified, clutching...
Immersive Gameplay by by Jonathan Tolstedt
Teri wasn’t prepared for what she found in the apartment the biohazard company sent her to clean. The corpse was still sitting on the edge of his couch, mummified, clutching...
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alt="Educational Games by by Randall Andrews"
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Educational Games by by Randall Andrews
At the sound of approaching footsteps, Chester hooted softly and toggled the windows on his laptop. A moment later, the doctor stepped into the room, accompanied by a stranger. “Hey,...
Educational Games by by Randall Andrews
At the sound of approaching footsteps, Chester hooted softly and toggled the windows on his laptop. A moment later, the doctor stepped into the room, accompanied by a stranger. “Hey,...
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alt="The Herald by Dei Walker"
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The Herald by Dei Walker
In her headlamp's dim light, Mirrim traces the shapes on the ancient stone wall. They resemble claw marks more than runes, but she tries to speak them anyway. She shapes...
The Herald by Dei Walker
In her headlamp's dim light, Mirrim traces the shapes on the ancient stone wall. They resemble claw marks more than runes, but she tries to speak them anyway. She shapes...
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alt="Resilient Relics by P.S. Traum"
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Resilient Relics by P.S. Traum
Alicia pointed as the archaeologists entered the labyrinthine Amazonian temple. “See? These ancient ruins predate Mayan, Olmec...” Vik shrugged. “Why build in dark caverns and cliffs under dense jungle canopy?”...
Resilient Relics by P.S. Traum
Alicia pointed as the archaeologists entered the labyrinthine Amazonian temple. “See? These ancient ruins predate Mayan, Olmec...” Vik shrugged. “Why build in dark caverns and cliffs under dense jungle canopy?”...
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alt="Rapid Colonisation by D.R. Forge"
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Rapid Colonisation by D.R. Forge
Locals called the mushrooms that grew on the sacred resting place of their goddess “The Flesh of The Lady.” Maya was curious. “Beautiful, but the natives won’t go,” William warned...
Rapid Colonisation by D.R. Forge
Locals called the mushrooms that grew on the sacred resting place of their goddess “The Flesh of The Lady.” Maya was curious. “Beautiful, but the natives won’t go,” William warned...
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alt="Finding Paradise by Jeff Currier"
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Finding Paradise by Jeff Currier
Squeezing through the crevice, Kianu emerged into a verdant valley. Golden fish filled languid ponds. Pagodas climbed heavenward. A lost Tibetan paradise! But no inhabitants? A breeze swirled grey powder...
Finding Paradise by Jeff Currier
Squeezing through the crevice, Kianu emerged into a verdant valley. Golden fish filled languid ponds. Pagodas climbed heavenward. A lost Tibetan paradise! But no inhabitants? A breeze swirled grey powder...
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alt="By My Own Hand by Chris Tattersall"
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By My Own Hand by Chris Tattersall
My humble home had been violated by thieves. They took a worthless souvenir that I had crafted for my now deceased wife. It had only sentimental value. After years, I...
By My Own Hand by Chris Tattersall
My humble home had been violated by thieves. They took a worthless souvenir that I had crafted for my now deceased wife. It had only sentimental value. After years, I...
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alt="At the End by Kimberly Rei"
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At the End by Kimberly Rei
“At the end of the world, there is Redemption.” The priest stalked closer, whispering over and over. Acolytes circled us, trapping me in a shadowed alcove. I didn't believe the...
At the End by Kimberly Rei
“At the end of the world, there is Redemption.” The priest stalked closer, whispering over and over. Acolytes circled us, trapping me in a shadowed alcove. I didn't believe the...
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alt="Icebound by Kristin Lennox"
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Icebound by Kristin Lennox
The village had been entombed centuries earlier by a flash avalanche. Bodies, perfectly preserved in the ice, were twisted, mouths open in horror…except one: a young woman, standing with hand...
Icebound by Kristin Lennox
The village had been entombed centuries earlier by a flash avalanche. Bodies, perfectly preserved in the ice, were twisted, mouths open in horror…except one: a young woman, standing with hand...
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alt="Free Choice by Bridget Holland"
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Free Choice by Bridget Holland
“I miss my daughter.” The woman’s hands knot together, white-knuckled, desperate. Few find our valley. Fewer consider trading our centuries of peace for a brief lifetime outside. But all may...
Free Choice by Bridget Holland
“I miss my daughter.” The woman’s hands knot together, white-knuckled, desperate. Few find our valley. Fewer consider trading our centuries of peace for a brief lifetime outside. But all may...
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alt="Expedition to Crete by Kelly Matsuura"
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Expedition to Crete by Kelly Matsuura
The tremors worsen. The stone walls collapse under pressure, trapping us in a vast, labyrinthine crypt, deep under Minoan ruins. Well, not all of us… I draw my knife as...
Expedition to Crete by Kelly Matsuura
The tremors worsen. The stone walls collapse under pressure, trapping us in a vast, labyrinthine crypt, deep under Minoan ruins. Well, not all of us… I draw my knife as...