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Conspiracy
"They had brought him in again. A room, a window, a chair, there was nothing else to do. So, he had a conversation with himself, as the...
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Oompa Loompa
"Of all the ubiquitous little parlors in town, Johann's was the most fastidious. A little nook here, a little cranny there, everything...
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Jan 182 min read
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We, the Clowns
"'All together now!' The lead circus instructor tilted his head at the others. Waylon, an ornery and slightly taller clown spoke up....
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Jan 182 min read
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Vertigo
"Dexter Valentine shook his head vigorously, unaware of the dangers around him. This can't be it. Â Â The final cut had gone poorly for...
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Jan 183 min read
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Mirror
"' Look into the mirror.' Â Shari Brownsworth told herself, as she stared in the bathroom of her apartment. Glaring eyes, slumping...
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Jan 182 min read
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Where It's Due
"Alfonse checked the deck, securing the area for the mission team. 'All clear!' He tugged the cargo strap, indicating its tightness. The...
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Jan 182 min read
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The Viking
"The Wall-Mart manager smiled as the rest of his crew lit up in bright smiles. The camera flashed, and the regional store crew laughed and shoved each other playfully as the flash dimmed to nothing. Harry Mann, the manager, chuckled too as his assistant manager examined the photograph she had taken on her phone. A nice picture, his employees looking happy and productive. Walmart's finest. Donna, the assistant manager, smiled as well and walked off. They were supposed to take
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Just
"Dexter Harisov smiled coercively as his victim gave in. He laughed quietly, watching the blood drip from their mouth. The blood dropped, spattering onto Dexter's shoes and pant legs. Â Â O well, it was just blood. He cleaned up, disposed of the body, and went back towards the street. Dexter had committed many terrible homicides lately. In alleys, behind grocery stores, in quiet little neighborhoods at night, many had felt his knife cut through their bodies. He fancied himself
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