Flash Fiction #294 – Home

Flash Fiction #294 – Home

Darren walked into the office as Sheila stood by the printer. “This mean…?” Darren nervously rubbed his rough hands, worn from years on concrete. “Move-in’s tomorrow,” Sheila said, smiling. Darren…
Flash Fiction #289 – Abduction

Flash Fiction #289 – Abduction

SHch SHch SHch.​Sixteen-year-old Selma’s eyes tear open.​Her window, her walls, her bed thrum. Selma can’t move!​​Snap.A beam of light.Her window lifts.Two bug-eyed humanoid creatures float in.​Selma manages to tap her music…