Omertà

“Thanks… for agreeing to speak with me,” Joe whispered.

Tower

The tower would stand as long as he could will it to.

Altooin ran like the wind.

“Wake up little spider…”

I work for a content company. Most people do these days.

One belief I have, irrational as it may be, is that cats can see ghosts.

The smell of the same blood.

Many say “The Fermi Paradox” terrifies them.

The key to my creation was DNA. All of it.

Another cold night, the chirping of bats and the squawking of dread enveloped me.