Captian's Log Look Me in the Eye 28 May 2026 "Look me in the eye." "Which one?" I stammered. "The… um… the big one." "This one?" "Sure. That's not the big one, but sure. No, stop. Just pick one eye…
Captian's Log Death Ray 21 May 2026 "Our silent partner requests your involvement." My hands stopped their work, and I laid the mechanism down. Tapping the tip of my screwdriver on the workbench, I asked: "So that's…
Captian's Log Zombie on a Leash 8 May 20265 May 2026 The limping corpse struggled forward, rasping out that continual gasp of desire they make when they see food. They do not learn. I waited as the links, one by one,…
Captian's Log Worn Out 26 Apr 202624 Apr 2026 "I feel worn out," he said. He did not need to. To look at him, you yourself felt worn out. Even his clothes were frayed. His eyes, to meet them—ah,…
Captian's Log The Face in the Dream 19 Apr 202611 Apr 2026 Once upon a time, mankind awoke from a dream with a great start. Some men with tears, some with screams, others in a clouded ecstasy, one or two opened eyes…
Captian's Log To a Wasp 10 Apr 202631 Mar 2026 "These great men of yours," I asked, "were they ever children?" "Children?" "Did they ever dream or cry? Were they ever dirty? Were they ever exhausted at the end of…
Captian's Log Rough Draft | An Unfinished Beginning: The Hanged Man 8 Apr 202630 Mar 2026 A Note: A few different influences working here, the most striking was thinking I saw, out of the corner of my eye, a metal sculpture of a man hanging from…
Captian's Log The Immured III 16 Mar 20267 Mar 2026 The smiling old man quietly stepped back, step by slow step, as his sacrifice prepared the way. Saved from the noose, that unspoken threat of a whisper in the ears…
Captian's Log The Immured II 15 Mar 20267 Mar 2026 Voices. Indiscernible. Muted. The eternal darkness, the infinite silence, interrupted. She held her breath, standing stock still in her moldering tomb. Then, oh great God in heaven! Yes, the tapping.…
Captian's Log The Immured I 14 Mar 20267 Mar 2026 "Brick by brick," he muttered, tracing the crumbling lines of the mortar with an ancient finger. "What?" I asked. "Don't you find this wall a little odd?" he deferred. I…
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