Sci Fi
We Are Martian
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Unfortunately, for Zyere Duschene, the scream of his best friend Solvi replayed in his mind every time he closed his eyes. The split second before her coms cut to the eerie sound of static-nothingness was his brain's new mantra, and it made for horrendous sleep. Was this his fifth or sixth day in isolation? It was hard to tell. The time seemed to be a blur, and the only true mark to it's passage was the change in guard duty. Every eight hours, the Martian Militia statue posted outside the isolation chamber would briefly animate before re-adopting a slightly new posture, position, and facial structure. No matter how much shouting or pleading he did would make one of those soldiers stir, but he tried anyway. Anything to take his mind off of Solvi's last few moments.
By Brian Sorenson4 years ago in Fiction
Second Soul
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Nor can they see the dance of a slow death as your body convulses and chameleons into the most perfect shade of blue. No one tells you how your body swells and doubles its size, your blood boiling and evaporating through your pores. They never said that you will have 14 seconds before you pass out, that you will feel your saliva start to sizzle on your tongue. Don't hold your breath, your lungs may just rupture.
By Sheena Seib4 years ago in Fiction
The War of 2 Galaxies
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Oliver Kat was once a little boy who dreamed of being a space explorer. He worked as hard as he could, but for what? To get lost in space? For he and his crew to starve? Yeah right he wanted that. The mission and crew depend on- Suddenly, a voice breaks Kats thinking.
By Gabriel S.4 years ago in Fiction
After the End
1. ‘Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say.’ Admiral Bain lifted a patterned whiskey tumbler to his lips. Cubes of ice clinked against the glass as he lowered it again. The entire back wall of his large office in Symcel 1 was a window that looked out over the impossible endlessness of the universe. He swallowed and the bittersweet amber liquid burned his throat as he stared out at the distant stars pensively.
By Beth Sarah4 years ago in Fiction
The Lunari. Runner-Up in New Worlds Challenge.
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. In my personal experience, space is less like a vacuum and more like the deepest parts of the ocean. You can scream, and you can wave your limbs around like a madman, but it would all be futile. In the same way that the bottom of the ocean presents an endless darkness filled with endless mutated lifeforms seeking vengeance on its failed steward, space is an infinite void of oblivion that is, most likely, full of alien life that probably hates humans.
By Kai Jeffreys4 years ago in Fiction
After the Revolution
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Nor could anyone hear their screams onboard the ship. Everyone’s voice had been rendered useless here. They had taken even that from Mabel when they captured her. Just as they had taken the captives’ bodies, years of history, entire lives meant to be shared with others back on Earth. The captives cannot talk. At least, not in the usual way. When the time comes, she will need to devise a method to alert the troops to action. She will need to find a way to make a sound to inform the troops that the revolution has begun.
By Charlie Botzman4 years ago in Fiction
Beneath the storm
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Serin tested that theory thoroughly as she yelped and scrambled backwards, nearly tripping from the edge of their ship. There was something moving beneath the clouds, something titanic. She was sure of it.
By Peter Sandham4 years ago in Fiction






