Captian's Log The Screams Fade 8 Oct 20256 Oct 2025 She leads me back to our nest of love while I half carry her weight. Lifting her up in my arms, I settle back down on the mess of sheets.…
Captian's Log The Screams Fade 7 Oct 20256 Oct 2025 Behind me the door opens, and my frowning wife walks in. She doesn't say anything, at first, only comes up and hugs me. I feel her belly pressing against my…
Captian's Log The Screams Fade 6 Oct 2025 In the silence that only breathes around three in the morning, I stand before the bathroom mirror, feeling with tickling fingers the scar above my heart where the silver bullet…
Captian's Log The Screams Fade 5 Oct 20254 Oct 2025 Howls fill my ears as the dream fades, and I shoot up in bed screaming—or howling—I don't know. "Honey," a voice beside me moans. A cold, soft hand reaches out…
Captian's Log Rising Screams 3 Oct 20253 Oct 2025 Tossing and turning through the air, falling forever, surrounded by the shouts of madness and despair. Here and there, I get a glimpse of the world before, of quiet prayers…
Captian's Log Prelude to the Screams 2 Oct 20254 Oct 2025 "Alone at last." The strange man smiled. Folded within the concave chair, the shriveled old man shivered. Mastering himself, he tried a sly smile. "But I am helpless," he hissed.…
Captian's Log Another Life 30 Sep 202527 Sep 2025 A man showed up at the door the other day. I don't know if he knew I saw him. I hope not. Couldn't hear, from where I was, what he…
Captian's Log Smile 29 Sep 202527 Sep 2025 Smile; one more shot, and it's done. Flash, blindness, the sounds of people moving in the darkness. Voices: "Alright, that's a wrap!" Blinking, I search out the little makeup station…
Captian's Log Windmill 26 Sep 202520 Sep 2025 My weary arms refused to lift themselves again and hung dangling at my sides. He seemed to be faring little better. A river of blood came from his nose, and…
Captian's Log The Matrix of What’s Not 25 Sep 202520 Sep 2025 Neither the future nor the past is any indication of the matrix of what's not, this precious shadow of the now. So many things, so much more than we can…
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