Sci Fi
Baby Boy Floating In Outer Space.
***** Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. I have been cleverly bundled inside layers of soft and squishy sheets. The sheets are folded in an immaculate pattern giving it a swirly look. The pattern has been surreptitiously designed to evoke empathy in the eyes of potential predators.
By Rajaroy Joseph Alphonse4 years ago in Fiction
Tethered
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. I wish the vacuum was the worst thing we had to contend with. No one advertised the void anymore, our fear of it left unsaid. Instead, all they broadcast about was the gravity, and why having less made you worthless. Subhuman.
By Erin A. Sayers4 years ago in Fiction
My Place In the Galaxy
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. 'They' have obviously never used the Xenomorph 3000, the ultra silent Vacuum where you can hear a whisper as your apartment is cleaned of 99.9% of dust and germs. Silent and Deadly, the Xenomorph 3000. Click below for you chance to invest in the future of cleaning.
By José O'Toole4 years ago in Fiction
When The Void Answers
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. The first thing you learn about space travel as a cadet is the danger of underestimating the nothingness of space. It is the perfect name, space. It is the in-between of worlds, a fathomless chasm of emptiness. A total void. As I stare out at the immense blackness surrounding me, I can barely register the pinpoints of light from distant galaxies. The one thing that they don’t train you for is the cold. The suits for spacewalks hull maintenance are insulated, but just like a heavy coat on a snowy day, the cold permeates the layers and seeps into you. Today it feels like the cold has gone beneath my skin and settled in my soul.
By Morgan Hiler4 years ago in Fiction
FEAR
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Nevertheless, a scream was coming, and when it came he was sure that it would pull him into blackness as dark as a black hole itself. As Jason looked out into the majesty of space, he did not feel the same astonishment he had felt when he first served on board the S.S.Nemesis. Now he only felt fear. Steadily growing at the edges of his mind. Dangling like an old memory just out of reach. Even after everything that had happened he still did not understand. But perhaps understanding was no longer important. He was still alive and that was enough.
By Thomas Campbell 4 years ago in Fiction
The Bellurian Conundrum
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. But the pressure was building up and I was steaming inside. Nothing anyone could say would calm me down. We left Belluria six months ago. We still have two years to go. Small team; six people, all cramped inside this tin can. Tempers grow wild in the close quarters of our beloved Rosetta 2 spacecraft. Who would have guessed that among us was a murderer? We all have been scrutinized about our past, our personal and professional lives. Security was atop everyone’s minds. And now, news from Belluria came about a vicious senseless crime using a laboratory-engineered bug that killed seven people six months after our departure, and our xenobiologist Tij stands accused.
By Sylvain Dumas4 years ago in Fiction
Invaders
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. But I hear them still, even when I am out there, on a spacewalk or doing maintenance on a ship’s hull. I hear them every time I close my eyes, they echo around my head, and their voices protrude out from the deep abyss I repress them into. I hear the screams every single time I close my eyes, I even fear blinking.
By Alexander Evans 4 years ago in Fiction
