Category: Short Stories

Alex Harper, slender and agile, traced glowing lines on the holographic map, fingers dancing across New Gaia’s shimmering districts. A city-wide power surge, violent and abrupt, ripped through the tower apartment. The map flickered, then blazed, a hidden sector pulsing crimson – a location beyond the city limits, shrouded in digital fog. Alarms blared in… Read more

Mia Harper scavenged amidst rusted skeletons of vehicles, her slender frame weaving through the metallic graveyard. Rats, fat and brazen, scattered from her path, their eyes gleaming in the perpetual fog that choked New Haven. She kicked at a loose sheet of metal, frustration tightening her jaw. Empty. Again. Then, a faint glow pulsed from… Read more

Rain lashed against Alex’s face as he stood outside the Ravenwood mausoleum. He wasn’t here for grief; observation was his shield. Inside, whispers about the relic started immediately after the service concluded, hushed tones about its sudden appearance on the altar. A verger stumbled, knocking over a candelabra, plunging the chapel into deeper shadow. Panic… Read more

Cassia scaled the rusted girders, wind whipping her gaunt frame. Below, Neo Haven sprawled, a misty labyrinth under towering walls. Her goal: the city’s edge, beyond the sectors, where whispers of forgotten tech lingered. A sudden tremor shook the metal beneath her hands. Not the usual city groan, but a sharp, violent jolt. Dust rained… Read more

Evelyn Harper adjusted her coat collar against the biting fog, stepping from her car onto the gravel drive. Ravenwood Manor loomed, a silhouette against the oppressive grey sky. The air hung heavy, not just with mist, but something else, a prickling unease that tightened her chest. She wasn’t here for pleasantries; Thomas’s sudden death, shrouded… Read more

Aria Stormwind splashed through knee-deep swamp water, her slender frame navigating the tangled roots and grasping vines. Ravens croaked overhead, their shadowy forms mirroring the gloom of Shadowfen Reach. She consulted the ancient map clutched in her hand, its beige surface softened with age, the botanical illustration of a lily barely visible beneath layers of… Read more

Alex Mercer, restless and inquisitive even at pre-dawn, traced the honeycomb pattern etched into his metal yoga mat. Neo-Vega’s recycled air hummed a sterile tune around him. He was mid-sun salutation when the tremor hit. Not the usual orbital shift wobble, but a sharp, jarring quake that rattled his dumbbells and sent his water bottle… Read more

Alex Mercer navigated the perpetual twilight of New Arcadia, his scarred hand tightening around a steaming coffee cup. Fog, thick as shroud, clung to the decaying skyscrapers, each gulp a bitter taste mirroring the city’s soul. He wasn’t patrolling; he was hunting. A glitch in the omnipresent surveillance net, a flicker in the city’s iron… Read more

Alex navigated the neon-slicked alley, his agile frame weaving between towering refuse compactors. The fog, thick as synth-cotton, clung to the skyscrapers of Nova Reach, each breath tasting of recycled air and anxiety. He gripped the data-pad tighter, its holographic map flickering – a breadcrumb trail leading him deeper into the city’s underbelly. A piercing… Read more

Alex Harper adjusted his worn leather satchel, the damp Ravenwood air clinging to his trench coat. Fog, thick as cotton batting, swirled around his ankles as he navigated the cobbled alleyway. He wasn’t lost; he was searching. For weeks, whispers of Ravenwood’s hidden histories had pulled him back, a familiar yet unsettling call. He’d dismissed… Read more