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A Stranger in the Storm
It was in a downpour, and the wind was howling when I heard a knock on the door. "Who is it at this hour?" I laid my hat on the stool, my slippers, and drew back the curtain. Though it was nearly five o'clock in the afternoon, so dark was it all around with the rain which had been falling since yesterday. At my door were James Mudalali and another guy from the shop downstairs. I noticed the lights on the verandah.. I opened the door.. And there was a terrible cold at the same time.
By Rohitha Lankaabout a year ago in Fiction
The Crimson Compass
The rain lashed down in thick sheets as Mia Kael ducked into the crumbling ruins of the San Telmo monastery. The echo of her pursuer’s boots on the slick stones followed her like a curse. She clutched the ancient compass tightly in her fist—its strange red-glowing needle spinning wildly, disobeying all logic.
By sajid hasan about a year ago in Fiction
Dead Ringers; Chapter 17
Miles's eyes make a careful sweep of the room, stopping on the nurse that currently hovers over Elliot, checking on him. I glance towards the door. The door is shut, but I know that two Night Division officers stand at attention outside the door. When I look back at Miles, he's studying Elliot's chart. It's my turn to watch the nurse as she walks towards the door. The two officers look at her, before looking back to the hall.
By Katarzyna Crevanabout a year ago in Fiction
Footprints in the Wrong Direction
A Trail That Shouldn’t Exist In the cold, mountain village of Ravenshade, 15-year-old Noah Elwin had always followed the rules. He never wandered into the forest, never stayed out after dark, and never questioned why the old northern path was forbidden.
By Muhammad Hayatabout a year ago in Fiction
Phantom Sky: The Ghost in the F-16
Chapter One: The Silent Bird Captain Aidan Voss had logged over 2,000 flight hours in the F-16 Fighting Falcon. He was sharp, calculated, and trusted — the kind of pilot who didn’t flinch under pressure. But even he couldn’t explain what happened on November 3rd, over the Himalayas.
By Muhammad Sohailabout a year ago in Fiction
The Day My Refrigerator Tried to Kill Me
Let me start by saying I did not expect to be attacked by my own fridge on a Tuesday. Tuesdays are supposed to be boring. Middle-of-the-road, halfway-to-the-weekend, emotionally beige. But that was before I downloaded a “smart kitchen” app called FridgeFriend+.
By Ashikur Rahman Bipulabout a year ago in Fiction
