Sci Fi

Legend of the Last Journal
This may be the last thing anyone ever hears from me. I heard their screams…. It was terrifying. My family, friends, neighbors… They’re all gone. Everyone became sick and what we thought was a cure, several years later, became the worst virus the world had ever seen.
By Aaron Hoskins5 years ago in Fiction
The Cold
Anata’s life had been spent waiting. Waiting for Invitations to dances, acceptance letters to college, in lines for groceries, concerts, the bank.
By Amanda Baker5 years ago in Fiction
The Revolutionary
Steam rose from the mug, slowly winding toward the low ceiling which still faintly shook as the wind outside subsided. The revolutionary stared absently at the screen as they drank, watching the output numbers slowly tick back up as the dust began to settle and the solar farm once more resumed generation. Red became amber and the counter slowed to a halt. Forty-three percent. Just a minor storm, really.
By David5 years ago in Fiction
Under The Protection
Under The Protection; The Armor Of Love Dan Gollub “I don’t care what career you had before now,” she said, “or the fact you’re middle-aged. You’ll be a houseboy with us, and that’s what we’ll call you.”
By Dan Gollub5 years ago in Fiction
The One True Love Program
Dear Harriet, Congratulations on your 21st Birthday. You are hereby invited to take part in the One True Love program. As you may already know, OTL is a free service that finds your perfect match in life and love – backed by the nation’s top scientists and CityWatch® technology.
By Casey Ormond5 years ago in Fiction
Respite
Abraham held the heart-shaped locket in his hand. He was certain it once had a vibrant color, but the mixture of time, dust, and bloodshed had long ago caused that shine to disappear. He didn’t open the locket that hung around his neck. He knew better than to do so without a reason. There was almost no time for sentiment in the new world, but even less time for it outside the walls of Respite. Still, sometimes, Abraham felt the need to hold the keepsake in his hand. He hadn’t opened it in ages.
By Timothy Morris5 years ago in Fiction
Only Happy Thoughts
When the product launched, everyone just took it for yet another cutesy gadget craze from Japan or maybe South Korea. Who else would come up with a heart-shaped light-up locket that monitors your biometric response as you explore the never-ending scroll, then automatically selects an emoticon that best represents your comment-reaction to any social post you happen to dwell upon.
By Folklore Futures5 years ago in Fiction
Alone and Hunted
Automatic electronic log of citizen Mar’Kayla-310322 I slump behind a boulder briefly to catch my breath. I don’t have long because the assassins will catch up.
By Aaron Thompson5 years ago in Fiction
A Father's Love
Blake sat safely in the living room of his inner house, or, at least what was his living room at one time, listening to the scraping sounds coming over the speakers from the outside monitors. He was crying, holding the silver heart-shaped locket his wife Devin had given him after Ashley was born, back before the “Cure” destroyed everything. He held it for a moment then opened it to look at the pictures he had crammed into it, then took it out to look at the strands of hair laced through it.
By George Jordan5 years ago in Fiction
The Happiest City on Earth!
The blinker on my wristband flashes red again signalling that I’m due for my monthly cleansing. Outside a car horn sounds, startling me from my thoughts. My daughter has come to pick me up to take me to the cleansing centre.
By joshua deacon5 years ago in Fiction
Dear Diary
"Dear Diary, It's been 282 days since the fallout. Jonny left yesterday morning to find food but he hasn't gotten back yet. I really hope he's okay. The raiders have been coming onto our side more and more. We're going to have to leave the city soon and try to build a farm or something. It's getting nearly impossible to find food. Teddy and Serena were found yesterday down by the bridge. Both of their throats had been slit. They were completely stripped! They even took Serena's heart-shaped locket! What the fuck did they need a locket for? Fucking idiots! There's got to be light at the end of the tunnel. Things are so bad here.
By Broderick McClendon5 years ago in Fiction
Department of Biological Integrity
Dear members of the District 4 Executive Council, I am writing today to express my anger at the handling of events that took place at Outpost 1 on January 7, 2143. It is clear there is an institutional rot in the Security Council that cannot be ignored. I have always trusted the Security Council to run the outposts autonomously, and their jurisdiction dictates these matters are firmly within their area of control. However, the events that took place and the handling of the situation afterwards clearly fall within my sphere of responsibility. Not only was I not informed of the events through any official channel, a week after the incident I was made aware via a debrief from an exclusion-zone patrol. As a member of the Executive Council, discovering District-critical information through back channels is unacceptable.
By Joe Lucas5 years ago in Fiction