Sci Fi

Supernova
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Or so I thought. As my eyes open, I'm running. The wind catches my face, and my feet hit the ground; I can feel every step, every breath. My chest heaves with every rise and fall. I look down, and I see snakes; they're everywhere - big, small, slithering beneath me. They tangle between my legs as I try to escape. There's no stopping now. I know I can't go back. This is our only chance. I try not to shudder as a chill creeps through my spine. The hairs on my arm slowly begin to rise. I put my head down and press forward. All I can think about is him. How could this happen?
By Jariah Travan4 years ago in Fiction
FROM
FROM Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say… Or is the scream inside my own head? Chapter One AWAKE
By TANIKA SMITH WHEATLEY4 years ago in Fiction
Spacial Reasoning
1 Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Everything I know now contradicts this statement. The echo of Hernandez’s voice plays in loops, over and over in my mind. Sharp. The shrill of genuine fear, high pitched and primal. What I saw wasn’t really him. It was something else that took over. The fuck, no one can hear a scream in the vacuum of space. I was the only one there, no recorded evidence. None. No one heard me. But know I heard him.
By Karen Arredondo4 years ago in Fiction
Beacon at the Abyss
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. That’s why I had come out here: for the silence. Back then, I was convinced that all my troubles lay in my frayed relations with others.
By Stephen A. Roddewig4 years ago in Fiction
Reckless
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. So, I thought, why scream. Either I’d ace the landing or I wouldn’t. And, besides, my comlink was still open. The last thing I wanted was for my fellow Warriors, my flight crew and… well, let’s face it… everyone in the entire fleet to hear my little girl, scared-for-my-life yelp as I landed. Or crashed.
By Debora Dyess4 years ago in Fiction
A VIVID DREAM
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say - The first thing Robert noticed was the damp smell of a tropical forest. A strange mixture of the scents of fresh plants and rotten leaves filled his nostrils. Though the mercury was in the mid-seventies, the excessive humidity made it hot. His forehead was covered with sweat beads, occasionally getting into his eyes, burning them like hell. He dried his forehead with his shirt’s sleeve. He felt the rough texture of the fabric on his skin. It was pitch black, and he could barely see more than a meter in front of him, but he could sense heavy footsteps around him. He had company. “Who are they? Where am I? ” Robert asked himself, feeling tense. Whoever they were, they kept their distance as if they were walking with him in parallel lines. It was then he noticed his rifle. He held a rifle in his hands, walking into a fire-ready position as if he was expecting to face a wild animal or a hostile adversary at any moment. “But I’ve never fired a gun before?” he thought.
By Adan4 years ago in Fiction
Technology’s Final Betrayal
Chapter One Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. I’m not so sure that’s true, as I continue to scream in terror. I can certainly hear my screams!
By Colleen Millsteed 4 years ago in Fiction
Wisp
“Wisp” by Mark Suszko New Worlds Challenge entry, Chapter One Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say.
By Mark P. Suszko4 years ago in Fiction
Escaping The Existence
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. And as I scream now, it doesn’t matter if they can hear me or not. I’m alone out here and I did this to myself. As I’m floating through the infinite darkness, I keep thinking, if only I had just listened to Nina. She told me to pack the spare tanks from my old LuxB22 starsuit. I should know better by now than to not listen to her. She would never forgive me if she had to return home just to bury an empty casket.
By Arriel4 years ago in Fiction
Landrew's Big Discovery
“Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say.” On the other hand, if you were in a vacuum of space, you wouldn’t be screaming. You wouldn’t be breathing, so you couldn’t scream. You’d be a frozen, dead thing. A sweet treat icicle for some horrid alien.
By Sherry Lowell-Lewis4 years ago in Fiction
Deep Black
Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. Heh. They also say that the vacuum of space is a dry freezer. But, in my experience, its humid, hot, soupy. Stuck under a cramped sweaty dome it’s claustrophobic, the suit makes the crew compartments seem spacious. You’re more likely to suffocate or die of dehydration than get blasted unprotected into empty space. Hm. What they say and what the actual experience is always so different. But those tiny stars man, they sure are gorgeous. Like grains of silver sand. I’m gonna miss those tiny diamonds. How can something so unimaginably far away, that makes you feel so small, so insignificant, make you feel such awe?
By Robert Neri4 years ago in Fiction
Zone 3
Nobody can hear a scream from the deep vacuum of outer space, or so they say. His skin had a deep red undertone seen in certain lights and as he moved in subterranean worlds and across the uncertain grounds of unknown and hostile planets, he was like a tank with human origins.
By Melissa Eaves4 years ago in Fiction