Jerry

Jerry by Garon Whited   Jerry woke with a headache, a nosebleed, and a terrible whistling in his ears.  Against his better judgment, he opened his eyes. The turret was a mess. Red light pulsed everywhere from the emergency circuit.  Several pieces of...

Lights

Lights by Garon Whited   “He’s been here.” “How can you tell?” “I can feel it.” “Feel it.  Hmph.  At least I smell things.  You just feel them.” A cold wind blew past the travelers, rippling their garments.  Dust swirled around high, black boots—black under the...

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