Sci Fi

The Candidate
Wilma sat waiting to meet the would-be President. Would-be and could-be. Surely all presidential candidates are “would-be” presidents, Wilma mused, nervously flicking her mind from subject to subject in order to occupy her time. In Wilma’s defence, the fate of the world depended on this meeting. And she should know; she’s from the future.
By Conor Matthewsabout a year ago in Fiction
The Anywhere Door
Chapter 1: Discovery Mira first noticed the door on a Tuesday. Not because it appeared suddenly—it had always been there in her grandmother's basement, tucked behind the old furnace like a forgotten afterthought. What she noticed was that it had no handle on the basement side, no hinges, no frame that made sense with the foundation walls. It was simply a door that existed, painted the same faded blue as summer sky.
By Autumn about a year ago in Fiction
Uncertain
Unker 10 was used to the questioning look about his funky name. Luckily, the entrance security was more interested in watching holoposts than cross-checking Unker’s doctored DNA-ID readout and was waved through. It seemed too easy for a place that had the reputation as the Fort Knox of antediluvian information.
By majokiabout a year ago in Fiction
Railgun to the Sun
The gently rolling hills stretched to the horizon. Randy Jansen shielded his eyes from the noon sun to get a better look at what Jack Forsythe was pointing to along the base of the wind turbine towers. From his vantage, the barrel looked a mile long rising to the top of the highest hill in the area.
By majokiabout a year ago in Fiction
The Cog-Boy of Aethel. AI-Generated.
The streets of Aethel's older districts were a maze of copper pipes and crystalline conduits, perfect for an automaton trying to avoid detection. Cogsworth had disabled his external lights and muffled his mechanical sounds as much as possible, moving through the shadows like a ghost of brass and gears.
By Shane D. Spearabout a year ago in Fiction
the old problem
Setzer was sure of it. He’d checked the instruments numerous times and taken thousands of readings. The signals were real. Something was out there and coming his way.
By majokiabout a year ago in Fiction
The Secrets My Mother Kept
Brittney awoke to tears streaming down her face. In her lap, an old book with scratches on the back and front cover. Alexander lay still in the bed next to her, a monitor beeping every so often to the rythm of his heart.
By Parsley Rose about a year ago in Fiction
Swirling Vortex of Death
“But, the GPGP is our fault!” Ferelga stammered. “You can’t just shrug your shoulders.” “Can. Did. Doing it again,” the pro-pro replied with a wildly exaggerated shrug.
By majokiabout a year ago in Fiction
Presence
When I broke into the abandoned home, I hadn’t expected to stay long. I only wanted to get off the streets and out of the cold for a few days. I was pretty broken down. Being on the run for years will do that to you.
By majokiabout a year ago in Fiction
The Forest of the Forgotten
"We need somewhere quiet," Ellie said, clutching her bag closer as they walked down the busy sidewalk. The Starbucks coffee still left a bitter aftertaste in her mouth, but the stolen money felt reassuring in her pocket. "Somewhere private where no one will see us disappear."
By Parsley Rose about a year ago in Fiction
Tales from the Loom
When technology finally caught up to the desire to live beyond a single lifetime, The Loom was born. It offered a person a chance to step into their own reality. Any life they imagined, complete and convincing in every detail. Inside, a year of experience was merely a minute in the real world. Their new reality around them was filled with people who could love, struggle, and die, yet the one who entered was spared from chance or tragedy. A wound, a fall, or a bullet became a miracle of survival, and only old age could bring their story to an end.
By Michael Noonabout a year ago in Fiction
The Z-GNOME Project
A little problem, she’d reported. Fatima was a master of understatement. In some ways, Jorge felt she’d deserved to be eaten by his monstrous spawn.
By majokiabout a year ago in Fiction