Anomaly
**Anomaly** by ff\_b Dr. Chan the paleontologist furrowed his brow and mopped beads of sweat from hisforehead. The newly-excavated Tyranosaurus Rex skeleton was highly unusual,with several remarkable features that couldn't readily be...
Easter in Hell...
**A knock coming to my front door early one bright Easter morning was my first clue that things weren't going to be all sweetness and light that day; a steaming, viscous puddle of a black, tar-like substance was all over my doorstep. As I stared...
Colosseum
**Colosseum** by ff\_b "See Rome and die," Roger's mother had always said. That was hopefully not to say that the visit would be lethal, but rather that Italy boasted so much for a visitor that one could be fully content just seeing the...
Deadfox
On his lunch hour away from his menial, soul-sucking job, Alex blundered upon a downtown store which didn't seem to fit in the 21st century. Drawn like a moth to the flame, Alex ventured into the small establishment, wondering why he had never noticed...
World Without End
Roger had regarded his cat, Frankie, to be his best friend, so much so in fact that when the cat died he cremated the body and retained the ashes, stipulating that they be put into his coffin upon his own demise. In accordance with his will this...
Public Enemy
**Public Enemy** by ff\_b Clyde the raccoon in life sported a pinstriped suit, and a diamond earring. He had lustrous dark hair just like his mother, and sported a jailhouse tattoo of his long-lost brother. From the beginning, Clyde...
A Journal of the Plague Year
It was during the time after the Coronavirus had mutated to the Carnival Virus that the discovery had been made that public protection was possible against the new threat only while wearing full clown regalia, so Ted trudged around the aisles of his...
The Cup
Around 2,000 years ago, the founder of a major religion staggered down the Via Dolorosa, sorely oppressed by the ponderous weight of the wooden cross that he had been made to bear. Being scourged by a leaded whip and then led away to crucifixion...
The Artist
The Artist by ff\_b It was one of those unseasonably warm days in early January when the butterfly flitted onto my shoulder. Those sixty degree days must have caused it to emerge prematurely, I thought. Still it was strange, and I...
Trinity
Trinity by ff\_b Located just off the tip of Long Island and six miles from the Connecticut coastline, the Plum Island level-4 bioresearch facility was during the Cold War era a secret government installation reputed to be involved in the...