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"Most people get along just fine without dropping bodies each night," the detective thought to himself. "Damn these new breed of serial killers." The parallel thought at 3:00-odd AM was which he'd want to engage first: bacon, boobs, or bullets.

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A true emerald wouldn't sparkle quite like that. No... this was new. Perhaps a geologic hybrid. Zachary tossed the object to Jen. "What do you think?"

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Thunder cracked out and down the valley. Rain wouldn't commence in Elizabethtown for another 10 minutes, but by that time Jesse would be finished with the night's work. "Two more to go," he thought, sharpening his knife for the next body.

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She knew Marie was one of those blue toilet water chicks before they even met in person. "Stereotypes exist for a reason," she thought. Her plan was coming together perfectly.

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Dipping her toe into the creek hadn't helped. The purple stain kept spreading, slowly but noticeably. For the moment, curiosity and wonder delayed the onset of shock and panic.

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The first stage of the industrial revolution lead to machines that were stronger than man; the second stage led to AI that was smarter than man. The third, and final stage, led to machines that were vastly more spiritual than man.

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"I told him to keep his mouth shut! I swear!" Oscar shouted back at Anders with full-throated confidence. Anders and Everett shared a knowing glance, snapped their extendible batons into place, and approached.

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"Imagine having so little foresight as to pull out fewer chicken wings from the freezer than you needed," thought Tom. The restaurant business was wearing on him.

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Back, before people really lived. Back, before the days of Noah...

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His wine didn't taste the same after she left it open in the fridge

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"I don't know enough about killin' to kill 'im," he told Tony. Tony stayed silent. He juiced a fourth orange with a handheld device. Time was running short.

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It had been three years since The Weather had arrived. The city was desolate. All the businesses were up for sale, all the people were depressed, and there was no work. But were could you go? The Weather could happen anywhere, to anyone, at any time...

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Angela was on her third night but was working on the same head of lettuce. Three days straight! "Fucking Romaine! Always too much," she uttered to the empty kitchen.

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In the small room, there were two jars: one of piss, and one of vinegar.

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"It's just too bad," folks would often say. At first, I thought it was just their way of coping; of merging their sickened condition into the general malaise of life. But what I know about this town now could kill.

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"It was true!" she thought. It just *had* to be. What else could cause the fabric to bulge in that shape?

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He was at the end of his rope. He took the knife, and cut deeply into his own arm, ready to die. But instead of blood and muscle, he saw sap, and wood...

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She'd always remember when her dad said "Son, if you insist on fuckin' her like that, she just gonna run away and cry soon as she can get away."

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The furniture in the abandoned house was missing, destroyed, or run-down... with one exception: a glass-topped coffee table in the living room. It gave off a brand-new otherworldly glow. Sarah approached it first.

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Most people are too polite to do anything but laugh or ignore you throwing Romans at the clubs. "At least I gave them something to talk about," Frank mused.

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In the last 20 seconds, the environment had completely inverted itself. From a vast sand-dune desert, deciduous second-stage forest had erupted. Water supply would be key. And for miles, the opportunity Kelsey could observe was endless. K-93 was rich.

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"It's too much," said Samantha. "I can't just take this from you - you have yourself to look after!" But Joey wouldn't be swayed. Unnoticed by either, the gift grew a fraction in size.

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Only five pegs remained on the board. "Why me?" went his internal dialogue. The timer was down to 25 seconds.

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