31 Days of OtherSpace No. 27: Blind Alley
He should have known better. It had been careless, following McGill into the blind alley off 52nd Street without having another set of eyes with him. But Vito Altasinno didn’t…
He should have known better. It had been careless, following McGill into the blind alley off 52nd Street without having another set of eyes with him. But Vito Altasinno didn’t…
He’d been a colonel. A crimelord. A king. A clone. Well, a bunch of clones, actually. Now what was he? Colin Frederick Neidermeyer, a gray-bearded relic gathering dust and wrinkles…
“Please deactivate all electronic devices as we make our final descent into Seattle, Washington,” came the female flight attendant’s voice over the jet’s public address system. Teena Fields, caught in…
The massive flagship burned in a decaying orbit over a green-blue gas giant, making a slow death spiral toward the crushing gravity below. Vard Bokren had imagined an end much…