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S.C. Nierenberg
Bio
I like to create works of fiction that involve Esoteric themes, Science Fiction, Horror, Fantasy and Suspense. Inspirations would be Stephen King influenced, mixed with a cinematography flare.
Stories (3/0)
Shameful Cake
Chief of Police Lenard Kelly reached for the brass handle of his office door to enter, as his pager chimed a warning repeatedly. It was dark in the hallway. The only light visible was the sheet lightning outside the building that poured through the blinds and Lenny knew with his eyesight, it wouldn't be enough. He fumbled for the light switch on the right side of the wall that had consistently and habitually eluded him over the past two decades.
By S.C. Nierenberg3 years ago in Fiction
District 111
The air near District 111 is thinner so it was crucial to bring a few extra tanks of oxygen, although it made a large dent in Prosperity's supplies budget. "The dent was necessary," Frank said before we all departed from the rooftop hanger. Frank said a lot of things before the war, or so I was told. Afterward... he chose his words carefully and stoically. He had a right not to talk if he didn't want to divulge, after all, he was there during The Fall. October 14th, 2089 was the exact date and year the bees disappeared.
By S.C. Nierenberg3 years ago in Fiction