Science Fiction

A Choice For Tomorrow

 I joined the British Army to make a difference; to keep our future – our tomorrow’s safe. I joined to uphold a belief that the free world should stay just that – free.

Of Ping Pong Ball Interdimensional Diplomacy

It seems it sort of started innocently enough, I guess – I don’t know.

All it took was two ingredients:  Hank and that old tree in his back yard.  How the old tree entered in what happened, you could understand, considering all the weird stories that have been told through the years about it. 

John Cash

 

 

John Cash

 

by J.E. Melton

 

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Boy is it dark!
I sense a presence in front of me – or – my sense of smell senses the presence – and boy does it sense it – phew!

Gamma Test

Gamma Trials

By: Annette MacGregor


This is an Unexpected Bump for Sure -- 24

“Thank you for rescuing me.”
“It was the door.”
“How’s that?”
“It’s your own personal door – it’s with you all the time now, sort of surrounds you.”
“Huh?”
“Yeah.”
“Wow!”
“Yep.”
“Thank God!  Now I’m free!”

The Hidden Hazard Of Being A Stuntman 4

 

- The Hidden Hazard -

- Of Being A Stuntman -

-By-

PattieBFine

 

* Chapter Four *

-The Creation Of Annie Begins-

 

 

Light and Speed

It's not so easy to find a primitive, backward culture anymore. Satellite constellations can lay down a gigahertz on every square kilometer of the Earth's surface and where there's a signal there will be receivers. We need not even mention the orbitals. The painters may be naked - they may be using mud pigments and hair brushes. You might mistake them for a tiny group of prehistoric people somehow cut off from the march of progress for thousands of years. That would be a mistake. Machines dug this cave, the hair for the brushes was grown by bacteria in a bottle, and the design taking shape on the wall does not represent an animal to be hunted. Not exactly.

Freezing spirits of Air

by Matthew Skala

 

My cat watches me from his patch of sunlight. No familiar spirit this year; just an ordinary cat, black and sleek and wise in the manner of cats. Does he feel my pain? I have heard that cats have a similar disease, a slow waning of the body's defenses. But can he comprehend my unique fear?

When I was young and immortal I feared nothing; but in eight centuries I have grown wiser. Even as I advanced my position, removing my enemies one by one, I was learning the price of such advancement. Wizards have long memories, I know this; even dead ones. I fear not death but who waits for me on the other side.

A 23rd Century Girl in the 20th Century, Chapter 18

“Yes, you are wondering about the zombies. They were our enemies, so I have taken removed all previous thoughts from their minds and replaced it with only the ability to serve us. They know nothing else and are used as guards against other enemies. They neither eat or sleep, but are given long life –hundreds of your years. They are bandaged as zombies because their flesh cannot survive such a long life. You and the young lady with you will be spared that fate – but the others with you may not.”

 

A 23rd Century Girl

 

in the 20th Century

 

Chapter 18

 

 

A 23rd Century Girl in the 20th Century, Chapter 17

 

A 23rd Century Girl

in the 20th Century

  

Chapter 17

 

“Yes, zombies,” stated Jake. “Those things wrapped in bandages that grabbed us.”

“Things that grabbed you? When? How? I must ask the Pharaoh about that,” replied Lizzie Jane.

The Hidden Hazard Of Being A Stuntman 3

 

- The Hidden Hazard -

- Of Being A Stuntman -

-By-

 PattieBFine

 

* Chapter Three *

Meeting Of The Minds-

 Or, Danny gets Snowed!

 

The Hidden Hazard Of Being A Stuntman 2

* Chapter Two *

The Show Must Go On!

 

 

 

       “Well guys, looks like you can start packing it up.” said the production manager, Bob Wellington.

 

The Hidden Hazard Of Being A Stuntman 1

This story is of a different parallel dimension, though it's much like ours. The technical advances are of a more biological nature and the plant life looks the same but has much different and more friendly properties for the humans that live there. In this one, only some of the females even smoke at all. It's not even hazardous for them... in fact it's loaded with beneficial natural hormonal stuff! Only the wise elder women even know of the benefits of it. Such stuff when smoked makes men ill in the mornings for days... naturally, for the first week or so at least... and they leave it well enough alone, though only such women and doctors... know the why of it.

 

- The Hidden Hazard -

- Of Being A Stuntman -

-By- PattieBFine

  

*Chapter One*

Where's The Beef?

 

A 23rd Century Girl in the 20th Century, Chapter 16

I have been gone a long time, so you may want to read a previous chapter to catch up with what is going on.  I am sorry for the delay, but I hope to be able to keep current. I may modify it later, but, as for now -- here is the new installment.

  

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"Wait a minute!" I hear him say from beyond the door, wherever that is.

He comes back in, brings a chair, the two other men strip my clothes off me, tie me to the chair and put a bindfoild and gag on me.

"There!", he says, "That ought to do it!"

"This is getting bad,"  I think.

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He looks at me.  I look away.  He grabs my chin and forces my face to where I have to look at him.  I close my eyes.  He slaps me.
“Keep your eyes open!”  He says.
I comply.
“What are you!”   He yells.
“What do you mean?” I reply.
“What are you!”  He yells louder.

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It’s Jacques that goes forward to meet them.  The men, in camouflage fatigues, brush right by him.  He’s saying “I have authorization by the Israeli Antiquities . . . “

This is an Unexpected Bump for Sure -- 20

It was a hallway -- a corridor -- couldn't see the walls, but it was nonetheless a corridor -- couldn't move left or right, just straight ahead.

Then ended.

In the reddish landscape.  Just POP!

Then there they were:  Chloe and Ralph and  Brian and Tom and Dick and Harry and Ahmed and Raphael and Jacques.

Ralph?

Close Encounters of the Christmas Kind

Close Encounters of the Christmas Kind

 

My thanks once again go to Gabi for her sympathetic treatment of this story and I have to hope that she reads this version after the post edit additions I made.

I hope it improves the story...

This is an Unexpected Bump for Sure -- 19

“It’s a door!” I say, “A door upstairs!  How’d that happen?

A Clockwork Fruit

In the brave new world of tomorrow everyone is normal. But Timothy Roberts has a terrible secret. Despite being a product of the same genetic engineering and mind control implants as everyone else, and despite the government's insistance that mental aberrations like homosexuality and gender conflict are a thing of the past, he has known since adolescence that he's gay. He lives a life of deeply closeted desperation, haunted by the fear that he might be the last homosexual on Earth...

a clockwork fruit
 
by laika pupkino
.
 

This is an Unexpected Bump for Sure -- 18 (added to)

Well, I start to tell my story.  Cars rush up to us, lights flashing.  Men get out, bullhorn in one’s hand and guns in the hands of others.

This is an Unexpected Bump for Sure -- 17

Wow, the way things happen.  So Raphael knows some people.  He’s been around.  He’s a surprising surprise.  Quite the cosmopolitan.  He has been helpful.
We are looking over the digs when men come up and talk with Jacques.  Jacques comes over with them.  They have uniforms on.

This is an Unexpected Bump for Sure -- 16

“Mon Dieu!” Raphael exclaimed.
“What is it?”
“La Mer Morte.”
”The Dead Sea?”  Chloe asked.
“Quite so,” Raphael said emphatically.  “Look at those!!  It’s a total row of doors!”
“Yes,” I said.
Raphael moved closer to inspect.

This is an Unexpected Bump for Sure -- 15

“We were nothing too.”
“Nothing, too.”
“Nothing too.”
“But you’re not nothing.”
“Nothing exists in the Nothing.”
“Okay,” I said, “let me show you.”  And I pulled the door out of my pocket.

This is an Unexpected Bump for Sure -- 14

We sit down at Raphael’s restaurant, at a sidewalk table.
“Won’t somebody notice “Pierre” there?”  Asks Chloe.

This is an Unexpected Bump for Sure -- 13

“Raff!” shouts the sales clerk, “Comment allez vous?”
“Tres bien,” Raphael replies, “Est-ce que tu connais mes amis?”
“Un peu. Porquois ils et tu entre sans habiillement?”
“Long story,” Raphael replies.
Then he turns to me.

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Nobody’s watching as I look around to see if anybody’s watching.  There’s the door.  Here I am.  There’s everybody else. 

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