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Jason froze mid swig. “What was that?”
“What was what?” Guy countered.
“That noise. Like a scratching noise. Coming from the walls, I think.”
The chair shook as the train lurched to a slow halt. Tina, who’d been dozing as the scenery blurred by, was jolted rudely awake.
This Friday I cheated with Chuck Wendig‘s flash fiction challenge—I actually wrote this story last week. But it fits the prompt (cliffhanger ending) so perfectly that I couldn’t resist using it again. In my defence, I’m being environmentally friendly by following the 3 Rs (reduce, reuse, recycle!) I hope you enjoy… Trouble³ I must be fucking nuts. It wasn’t the first time the thought had entered Hachiro’s mind, but as he stood… Read More
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The Urban Spaceman
Observations of The Urban Spaceman 
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