Sci Fi
Harvesters of Creation
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. It's like that old saying, if a tree falls in the forest and nobody is around to hear it, does it make sound? For sound to be created you have to have an atmosphere and a receptor to hear said sound. Without either, there is nothing... Such is the fate of all creatures lost in the void of the Great Nothingness, such is the fate of a dying star. It dies alone. It dies in silence.
By Joshua Roberts2 years ago in Fiction
To Choose the Stars
“Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say... It’s a good tagline, isn’t it? Especially if you’re making a horror film in the 20th century, let’s say.” Here, Professor Ojo displayed a still of the poster from Ridley Scott’s Alien. Each year she received fewer laughs. So much for cultural capital. She continued:
By Tristan Stone2 years ago in Fiction
Levels of Injustice
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. However the flux of heavy bass was the only sound reverberating through the safe confines of the ship's hold. Cranking up the air flow enough for a cool breeze to buffet her face, Max stretched and rolled her shoulders, after hours of letting the autopilot navigate through dead space, it was finally time to fly this great lumbering stack, that was what they were paying her for after all, even if it was measly.
By Naomi Nevill2 years ago in Fiction
Shallow Breathing
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. But I heard my own perfectly. Even if the sound waves hadn’t been trapped inside my helmet, ringing in my ears, I still would have heard my screams. The sound would have reverberated within my own body. Through my bones and muscles. It may have resembled screaming under water, dull, distant, with more bass and still very present. Like when you’re a kid on a hot summer day, cooling off in a pond or lake. First, you do a few handstands near the shore. Then you practice holding your breath. Then you see how loud you can scream underwater and how long you can scream before there’s no more air in your lungs and you have to resurface.
By Mandy Exly2 years ago in Fiction
The Fallen
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. By the dying light of the second sun a grandfather clock chimes nine, and bitterness sails across barren sand--heading for the dome made of stone where one inhabitant still remains. Her boiled blood pulsing to fingertips and toes. Spontaneous combustion at any moment nudges and pulls in an unsettled mind. When lead drips heavy into her twisted stomach—snap! With eyes like full moons Emily heaves! Throwing soapy waves of bath water until eventually gripping the copper rail tight enough to settle herself.
By Daniel J.Smith2 years ago in Fiction
Intergalactic Cadence 364
1 No one can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Yet every single night, those exact parallels are broken. Blake knows he is ten years old in his reoccurring dream. Every night he dreams of awakening in a nap pod with the LED lights blinking red. He does not hear the robotic voice making an announcement because his ear buds died hours ago. Looking around he realizes all the other pods have emptied. Sliding out of a nap pod quickly takes a certain kind of athleticism. Blake doesn't hesitate but runs full speed as soon as his feet hit the floor, passing each pod in a frantic search but not finding anyone else. He begins to panic. Every sense is enhanced like he has shifted into his highest gear of functioning. The sight of dried tear stains on a pillow case in pod G, the lingering scent of a piece of gum in the air near Q pod, and the blood trail on the floor made Blake "come to his senses". His vision seemed to become crystal clear almost as if he could track a source of heat with his eyes. Yet none strong enough to lead him anywhere, those trails had gone cold before he could ever sense them.
By Bridgette A Mercer-Jamgochian2 years ago in Fiction
Life After Earth
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. The crack from the impact of a hammer against someone's skull is another story entirely. I never imagined I'd be in this kind of situation but here I am standing over my best friend's body watching as she slowly bleeds out, the life draining from her beautiful blue eyes. I know exactly what you're thinking. What kind of monster would murder their best friend? I'm no monster, and I promise I'm not as crazy as I might seem. Take a seat and listen up, I'll tell you our story. It will all make sense to you soon and you will see, you would have done the same as me.
By Morgan Fowler2 years ago in Fiction
Across the Void
No one can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. But that’s based on many assumptions. For instance, the assumption that “scream” refers to a vocalization, vibrations typically created by human vocal cords. These, indeed, do not travel without the medium of matter.
By Heidi McGinnis2 years ago in Fiction
The Nebulous Cairns of Bega
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. My combat instructor says different. She says that, as their face shield shatters and their last breath explodes from their lungs, the moisture freezes into a cloud of pink ice droplets and it spatters across you, pattering on your suit with a sound like rain on a window. Their last scream.
By Michael Darvall2 years ago in Fiction