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Stories about Science fiction
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Sylvia looked around for Emmet, but he must have been good to his word that he would wait for a time when she would allow a personal one-on-one interview, which she promised him. 1
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It's raining today, again. It's already been three days. Not that I have a problem with rain but I'm tired of things falling from the sky. They tend to cause problems which I can't bear at the moment.1
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"Royale, might I ask why you have a samurai sword?" She was fighting back her annoyance as well as a smile.
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Mia sat in the lounge, drinking her blue tale drink and watched her friend danced with any man. The fast pace music filled the air and the
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She opened her eyes to daylight, which peeked through the closed blinds, after a peaceful night of rest. Having fallen asleep before settin
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A chemical plant explodes turning the populace to zombies. This is the story of one unfortunate zombie.
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Cadet Brumby flattered himself that he could will his vessel to carry him more swiftly home, just by thinking about it. He had a long weeke
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yes it is going to sound weird but that is because for the assignment we had to get together with a partner and ask them questions, and ma
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“There’s something small ahead, sir.”1
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As she walked in the door, Lillard screeched at her. The blinking light of the answering machine also caught her attention. She went to the basement to release Lillard's food, then let him loose to run through his tubes. 1
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The storm outside diminished to nothing, and gave way to a clear blue sky. Being satisfied in her hunger, Sylvia walked out of Graceway to return to her car, but Debar ran out directly behind her, and didn't stop until he ste
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Sylvia left her car in a nearby parking lot and proceeded to the entrance of Graceway Shelter. The clouds overhead were hanging low and darkened the morning sky with the promise of a great storm. Humid warm air had replaced t
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Screaming echoed through her mind. "Lord, help me! I pray for my foot back. I know the doctors had to take it because of Diabetes, but please, Lord, I desire to dance for You again with my own feet," a man's voice cried out.
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A fierce chilling wind tore past Sylvia's hot, moist skin as her feet carried her swiftly away from their undying questions. Some of the gel absorbed, refreshing and energizing her body, and a little flew behind her and splas
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The cold air whipped through her loose hair as she stepped outside. She closed her eyes to the silence.1
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Joseph stood at the lab door, admiring the shine of his black leather shoes, as Sylvia approached.1
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General Massach led Sylvia and Joseph into the expansive research center.1
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Chapter 2 : Decoration and Relocation
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"She's going into labor, right now! The doctor isn't here yet, either. She said she wants you here, that she wants you to be the Godmother to this child! Dommy is just stubborn enough to wait for you to get here. Please, hurr
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Sylvia stared at the clock as she stood in the lab. She wondered when Joseph would walk through the door she left ajar, for he was late. 1
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General Massach told the soldiers to stand down, and they stepped away from him, although their eyes kept watch outside the gate. He acknowledged the gate guards with a return salute, then turned around to Sylvia.1
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The burning lump in her throat grew unbearable, and her skin grew hot with all the eyes upon her. Sylvia shook her head and stood up, and Joseph started to stand up beside her to brace her from falling due to trembling knees.
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Sylvia felt a small hand grasp her shoulder. She woke up to see Joey's smile, as he tried to shake her awake. "Good morning," he said with a lilt in his voice. "Dad made some breakfast, do you want something?"1
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"It was supposed to be easy," Senior Commander Homes said. The short man as he pointed his finger to the screen. "Our missing crew is on th
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