Sci Fi
The Choices of Enier
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. There are things that many would prefer not to see, hear, or experience. So many things to run away from, hide from and to try to forget about. Sometimes they are unavoidable and come back into your life unexpectedly. Enier knew this all too well.
By Samirra Elsaieh4 years ago in Fiction
40 Weeks
40 Weeks Prologue Inbox 4,326 Unread Messages [email protected] 4.12PM Subject:- Are you Prepared? Too long we have plundered the earth of its resources. Humanity has become a blight on the planet, choking the air with our fossil fuels, poisoning waterways with our industry. Our landfills reach as far as the eye can see. Long after our bones have crumbled to dust our passing will be marked with festering diaper mountains and rusting refrigerator graveyards.
By Angel Whelan4 years ago in Fiction
Echoes of My Mind
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. And yet, hers echoes in the recesses of my mind, memories blending with the sound all but blinding my better senses. It wasn’t supposed to happen like this. I was supposed to save her. I was supposed to be the hero. But real life isn’t like the movies. Sometimes there aren’t any heroes, but rather, regular men going against their better judgment. But I wanted to be more for her. She deserved that much. It was never going to be me and maybe if I didn’t try things would’ve worked out differently. Maybe she’d still be alive, but she’s not, it’s just her scream that lives on.
By Kelly Porter4 years ago in Fiction
Anthea
“Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. May your footfalls be silent as butterflies and your kiss swift as cyanide. I have never been so vividly proud of a graduating class as I am of these women before me. They surpass the boundaries of even my twisted imagination. To the graduating class of Saturn 9’s Akademia Assasinoꞔ 3020, may the 12 and ½ galaxies quake with your name!”
By Elisabeth Mitchell4 years ago in Fiction
YODOBON HAS BECOME MY NAME
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. The same can apply to the animals euthanized in overcrowded shelters. Except if the vacuum chamber contains a human subject. Then the banging on the stainless steel side panels may continue for several seconds - or to be revived over and over all the while veering said victim into abject insanity and a craven compulsion for it to just. be. over.
By Joel W Smit4 years ago in Fiction
The Voyages of Man
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Then again if you needed to scream in the vacuum of space, you’re probably already dead. The only sounds that could be heard are phantoms, creations of our mind to fill the void of nothingness. We fill the blanks in with what we think we’d hear, like a whirring of a black hole or the blaze of the fiery sun exploding balls of fire into space.
By Ismat Dajani4 years ago in Fiction
Altaleita
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. I press my forehead against the glass and stare out into the vast emptiness of space. It’s been maybe ten minutes since we’ve left Earth’s surface and I already want to go back. My dad got promoted to their dream job and now the whole family has to pick up and leave everything behind. My home, my school, my friends, …my boyfriend.
By A.E. Falls4 years ago in Fiction
Stamped on these lifeless things
“Nobody can hear you scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. We say that’s the whole point!” It was the fourth time the commercial had run in Eloise’s feed in ten minutes, and it was the fourth time she cursed the algorithm. There was no way she could afford the travel fees to take herself on a deep space existential screaming retreat.
By Katie Spina4 years ago in Fiction
