Sci Fi

Voyage Beyond Oblivion
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. But I do. No matter where I go, no matter how hard I try to close it out, still I hear the universe itself screaming in agony. The death cry of eternity. That is the terrible truth of this reality that so few of its inhabitants are burdened with knowing. The vacuum of space, that endless abyss, is itself screaming. The universe is alive. And the universe is dying.
By Andrew Gladman4 years ago in Fiction
New World Challenge
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. As I have been flying through the vacuum of space for countless hours now, I see a space shuttle flying through space as well, making myself automatically scream in desperation as I am flying through space myself. The space shuttle gets closer and closer, looking to pick me up, making me relieved but more confused on how this could happen.
By Eldrick Abunda4 years ago in Fiction
Glitch in the Mental System
“Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space…” a gruff individual said with a grin. He circled a bound human in a chair who appeared to be worse for wear, putting an unfriendly hand on their shoulder, “or so they say.”
By Edgar Kingmaker4 years ago in Fiction
Call of the Void
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. If one does cry out into the void, but no one can listen, did they ever scream? Is that despair felt if not heard?
By Tristan Kelsey4 years ago in Fiction
They Live Among Us
“Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Speaking about space, our problems are now transcending on planet Earth. It was discovered that alien life form has been living among us for years. Where are they hiding and how can we find them? Breaking news at eight,” said a female newscaster on the television.
By Jackie Villa4 years ago in Fiction
The Rumour kill
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. But when you’re living on a star freighter, let me tell you, Everyone hears everything eventually.
By Aleisha H4 years ago in Fiction
A Swine's Greed
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. The dark, devoid-of-life endless sky was unfolding itself on the shuttle's window shield. The turbine's flame was beginning to fade away as the shuttle's speed declined sustainably. A girl with a seemingly tired look was gazing at the serene scene that was spreading out in front of her sight.
By Harrys Stratigakis4 years ago in Fiction
Slipping Along the Stars
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space or so they say. I keep trying to get the attention of either or both of them. I can see the two of them, as they walk around in their white and blue environmentally controlled spacesuits. I am standing right in front of the glass shields of their space helmets. I bend and collect some sand and pebbles, from the ground, and throw a handful at them. The dust settles on my own boot, and I notice that not a single piece of it bounces off of their face shields. I have done this so many times, and with the same results. I suspect that I am in some sort of parallel space. I sit down in the sand and cry. This, too, is futile, but necessary.
By Terry Roe4 years ago in Fiction
The Mushroom Cure
Chapter 1 - A portal between worlds. Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. As Chad and Theo step through the entrance of the cave the floor vanishes, a rainbow light surrounds them and they feel themselves instantly falling. They are able to grasp hands at the last second and use all of their effort to focus their thoughts on the cave near their home back on Earth. For several minutes they feel as though they have been thrown into a stormy ocean with the current and waves pulling them in every direction. Finally, the turbulence lessens and their feet stand on solid ground again. The rainbow light disappears and they are surrounded by blackness. They realize that they must be deep in another cave as there is no light and they can hear a trickle of water somewhere in the darkness in front of them.
By Melanie Noullett4 years ago in Fiction
The route
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. When Bethany begged and screamed inside the airlock it echoed through the hull of the ship. When we opened the door she held on with all her strength and still the vacuum of space yanked her out. No doubt she froze mid scream; the air sucked from her lungs. Calling space cold is like calling war an argument. If she had been a pure blood, the sound of her scream would have warped metal, and made our ears bleed. If she could have, she would have killed us all along with herself.
By Veronica A Agers4 years ago in Fiction
Cold Mourning
God it was cold that morning. Of course, it was always bloody cold on Tartarus. Two decades Abel had lived on this back water of a planet. All that time and this rock had never even had the decency to rise above freezing. Two decades of not being able to step outside, without three thick layers on. Two decades of not being able to touch anyone, outside of the hermetically sealed habitat units. Two decades of this pathetic imitation of life. God Able hated this frozen planet. If it had not been for the extortionate price of a ticket off world, he would have left as soon as his six month contract was up. But then he had to go and get himself a reason to stay. A god damn anchor to this frozen hell. And now, now he couldn’t leave.
By Rupert Rowlingson 4 years ago in Fiction
The Flight of Attica
No one can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. But, as Communications Officer on the Ark, I’ve started playing screams over the loudspeaker every time someone on the Build Team loses their footing and flies off into the darkness. A commemorative scream, if you will. I choose specific ones from The Compendium’s sound library that I feel express who the person truly was. Like, the big guy Hudson who was really into Scarface (like really into it?) got Janet Leigh’s scream from Psycho. Hudson was a performer, man, I heard him say all the Scarface lines when he was picking up his daily instruction log. So you knew if he was gonna scream, it’d be a blood-freezing winner. Instead of, you know, just his blood freezing like literally freezing in the cold of space.
By Eliza Mulvaney4 years ago in Fiction