Sci Fi
Into the Unknown
Nobody can hear you scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. JonDolar was not a happy Being. Spending a full Rotation on this Outer Reaches beast cruise was not zis idea of a sweet assignment. The only crew aboard this retrofitted cargo ship full of Unknowns, held in IsoProtect until they reached the outworld holding facility, zis primary job was to keep this flying space zoo clean. You know what I mean. Space poo. Ugh.
By Kerry Duncan4 years ago in Fiction
Lost in Space
“Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. What they don’t tell you is that the scream has to be outside your own head for it to go unheard. The vacuum absorbs all external sound, but when the sounds come from the screeching in your mind and soul… from the realizing, for the first time, that your mortality isn’t just some sick joke… well, that’s when you can hear sound in a vacuum.”
By KLMorganWrites4 years ago in Fiction
Unheard
Don’t look to the sky for signs. The clouds are just clouds. The moon is a dead rock. The stars are falling embers burning out into the infinite dark. My heart, a guttering candle flame, snuffed out too soon by a sudden wind, inexplicable in this vacuum of space.
By C. Rommial Butler4 years ago in Fiction
The Last Thousand
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of Space, or so they say. Unless they leave, a mob of nearly two thousand of my fellow humans, people with whom I worked side-by-side for the last twenty years, will find out the hard way. This is an impossible situation, yet here we are, on the verge of a catastrophe of monumental proportions where all of us within our ship, Empyrean, will become either mass murderers or victims of mass murderers.
By Clifton Brown4 years ago in Fiction
‘Til We Meet Again
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say, which was proven once again as my plasma sword sliced through the reptilian eye of the Spogre. Jade-streaked black goop erupted from the wound and splattered my insulated battle suit. The strange creature's orifice opened to reveal crystal razor teeth meant for my demise, like a slow-motion silent movie, and the alien's final wail dissipated into the realms of space.
By J. S. Wade4 years ago in Fiction
Sushi - Off the Grid!. Runner-Up in New Worlds Challenge.
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Kenji thought that would be hard to prove. Gazing out from his rickety atmocraft, he wondered who’d be silly enough to open a window to listen. The engine’s lone thruster idled as the ship floated in queue – he could hear that, so why not a scream?
By Zack Graham4 years ago in Fiction
Nova
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. This is true, in that without atmosphere to travel through there is nowhere for the sound waves of the scream to go. In Jessica Malloy’s case, however; she was sat in the cockpit of a shuttle in the shadows of an asteroid mere inches away from the surface. Were she to make contact with the surface the vibrations from the impact could be detected by the patrol that was even now slowly making its way past her hiding point.
By Dave Rowlands4 years ago in Fiction
Ana Nova
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. But you could hear the whales. Named after beasts that swam in the oceans of Old Earth. A planet long since lost the ravages of war and time. Their calls reverberated through the floor of the ship. Plumes of interstellar dust glittered as the whales played in the nebula. It reminded me of ocean spray. They absorbed all the light behind them. Like someone had taken the universe and cut out a whale shaped hole. In the darkness of space, they were invisible. But here they decided to play in front of the multicoloured light.
By MikMacMeerkat4 years ago in Fiction
