Sci Fi
The Lonely Void
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. On board the ramshackle vessel known as The Gadabout, however, the old adage failed to hold true. Ezra let out a remarkably lengthy, and frankly impressively articulate, string of profanities as a large cube of compressed junk toppled off a high shelf in the ship's storage hold and landed directly on the big toe of his right foot. The pained cacophony he let out was sufficiently noisy to easily carry to the vessel’s other two occupants.
By Dane A Weisbrod4 years ago in Fiction
Airlock Tango
“Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say,” he said, lips moving against her ear. Renee had had enough. “That’s convenient,” she said. Then she pushed him out the airlock. Later that evening, when she recounted the moment to Shirley, she admitted, “I’ve been wanting to do that since I first met the lecherous asshole.”
By Kaatje Jones4 years ago in Fiction
Simul
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. In the eons aboard the torch, the passengers had never tested out the adage. Therefore, when Wun awoke inside their pod, and stepped naked into the hall, it was the prelude to a momentous occasion.
By O.S. Lawrenchuk4 years ago in Fiction
Vickers Goes Down With the Ship
Chapter 1 - The Boatman “’Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say.’” Science Officer Cornet Barnaby Vickers was distracted – lost in a peaceful trance. Sleeping was never a regularly afforded luxury in the academy, and many of the cadets had trained themselves to rest by focusing on a single point. It was a makeshift form of sleeping, but it was incredibly rejuvenating compared to the alternative of struggling to convince a Cadre Instructor that one was not asleep.
By Charles Rix4 years ago in Fiction
Escape Velocity
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. The same cannot be said for comms, and our chief engineer was treating me to a high-volume litany of curses. Her choice comments about the parentage of the bean counters who’d set the parts budget for this cruise and the quality of the workmanship of those parts were being fed directly into my left ear, while the emergency alert klaxon drowned out all other sound in the right. It was time to get a handle on this rapidly worsening situation, to save my focus - and my sanity.
By Conor Cook4 years ago in Fiction
Dystopian depths
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. I'd always imagined sleep to be a temporary emancipation of our souls from our bodies, snatched from their very cores and hurled into the dark depths of the unknown to ebb and flow along the fabric of space-time, interacting with whichever other souls they drifted by.
By Tessa Merchant4 years ago in Fiction
Obscurity
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. That’s if you believe that hearing is the only sense you could use for that. But he knew what it means to FEEL a scream. To feel it without realizing that it’s not coming to you as a sound. At the time, he didn’t even register that fact in his head. There was no doubt that what he’s hearing is coming out of that open mouth he is staring at. And it didn’t really matter that there was a vacuum between them.
By Gene Acton4 years ago in Fiction
Sage
CHAPTER 1 - WELCOME HOME Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. My inner monologue is interrupted by a modulated voice that echoes through the spaceship’s cargo hold to where I stare through a magnetic seal to the planet below. “Approaching departure zone. Ready to jump in t-minus twenty minutes. Satellite data incomplete. Weather uncertain below mesosphere. Best estimate of surface wind speed is zero to thirty kilometers per hour.”
By Rich Smith4 years ago in Fiction
Deep Void
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. But I doubt anyone has ever tried to do it to see if it was true. After what those mutinous dogs did to me, I may test the Theory out myself. It will be quicker than the fate that awaits me.
By Daniel Doney4 years ago in Fiction
Altered Plans
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Yet, Rachael, now deep in the enthralling wonder and quietude of the cosmos, gazing out at it all from the large window of the ship’s helm, could still hear Curtis’s voice ringing in her ears, crying out at the top of his lungs as he raced toward her, “NO! NO! NO! Rachael, don’t go! Rachael, please NOOOO!”
By Vivian Lundahl4 years ago in Fiction
