The Last 12 Hours

Sci-Fi Shorts

05:49 AM hen he woke, it was the gravel stitching new designs into his skin that he felt first, before the pain, and the silence and the knowledge that he was dead. Well, not quite, not yet, but he was. In twenty minutes, or two hours, maybe even a whole goddamned day, although he doubted […]

13 September, 2015