It was a day like any other. Jonathan waited for his train. His eyes slowly blink from a lack of sleep he got the night before. He spent the evening cramming information for a presentation at work. …

Two agents wait patiently on the busy, dusty street, one male and a female. Brother and sister, wearing white and cream suits. They’re looking for someone, someone dangerous. “Anything?” asks Kioni. She stands with one raised foot on the stoop behind her, looking out to the Nairobi streets. Atticus, her…

Two armed guards stand watch in a high-tech security prison. Over a large metal door, one guard stands by the door named Rick. It’s his first day on the job. Beside him stands Vincent, a veteran in this line of work. Rick looks at the door with curiosity. “Who’s the…

“I sure could do with a drink,” Wesley says. He slouches on his robotic horse, playing with his curled moustache. His partner, Mallory, stands beside him with a robotic horse of her own. “When do you ever not want a drink?” Mallory barks. She takes out a pack of cigarettes…

“Did you get it?” Winifred asks, after holding a wide smile for what felt like forever. “I got you, trust me.” Daniela replies Winifred walks closer to inspect the photo. “Don’t make my face look weird. Oh nevermind, this is good. Well done.” Winifred speaks with an upbeat tone. Her…

“There are wounds that never show on the body that are deeper and more hurtful than anything that bleeds.” ― Laurell K. Hamilton “Fascinating isn’t it?” A scientist crouched over a mysterious-looking pool, its dark seeming bottomless and shimmering across the surface. The scientist is John Hughes, a slim man…

Timothy always enjoyed a pleasant walk, a way to get outside and enjoy the fresh air. A time to reflect on where he is in life and where he wants to go. ⁣⁣ ⁣⁣ While going along his usual route, he notices a tall white structure. Curious, he walks closer to it…

She stirs in her sleep and she feels a light breeze brush past her face. She coughs and pushes herself off the ground, her eyes slowly open. She feels the dust in her red hair, confused she looks at it and feels the dirt in her palm. …

A fiction story There’s a mystery man, he wears all black with a stylish Panama hat. We keep meeting around the same time during my lunch break. Every time we pass he tips his hat and smiles and disappears in the street. I asked him a question one day. “Do…