Chapters

I could barely make out Mac’s concerned eyes behind his goggles. “We need to get you first aid.”  Nell grabbed my arm as Mac began to help me to my feet and I felt a pulse of her feelings. Mac seemed to notice her for the first time. “Can she come with?” I asked. Mac […]

“It’s fascinating.” A smile slowly crept onto the woman’s face as she spoke, “After all the time and effort spent ensuring that you wouldn’t find a connection, you’ve managed to create a phage.” I felt something move inside my chest, organs shifting, like someone was rifling through the contents of a box. “Nell,” I gasped,

Fire was the true victor tonight. It consumed the barn at an alarming rate, rapidly seizing the dust and grain to fuel its hunger. Hot air whooshed out of the barn like the warm breath of an animal. I watched the roof of the barn slowly collapse in on itself. There was a sick feeling

I couldn’t take my eyes off the sickle blade in Aaron’s hand. Fear pumped through my veins, making even thinking difficult. I was once again reminded that my previous bravery was fake, an illusion and a manipulation by Chase. This was reality. I was weak. My legs shook with that realization. You still have to

Blood dripped steadily from a gash on Aaron’s head. There were what looked like spines embedded in his left leg and it looked like he was favouring it, putting more weight on the other foot. His shirt was torn, revealing an unnaturally muscular body for his age. But the most disturbing part was his expression.

Nell had turned the chapel into a makeshift greenhouse. I could imagine the sunlight shining through the multi-coloured glass above, heating the interior so the many plants could thrive. It wouldn’t work in the winter, there was no way to insulate the building with all the missing pieces in the walls, but for now she

“You need to remember.” I stared through the glass, viewing the frozen scene. Scientists with wearied faces, stuck in the middle of tasks I didn’t understand, holding vials of liquid or writing in notebooks. It was so vivid that it was hard to imagine this as a memory. How much of this was me filling

Beth was pinned to the porch beams and railing like a butterfly on a board. Her pale face gaped at me, like she wanted to say something but couldn’t find the words.  Julie lay on the floor, looking up at her mother. Blood dripped down Beth’s chin and landed on her. Julie didn’t react, just

I kept my eyes and ears tuned to any sign of Aaron and Beth as I snuck into the field. The fires would hopefully hold their attention.  All was quiet. Not even the sound of crickets or frogs broke the silent tension, like they knew something I didn’t. On my way, I tried to communicate.

There was a building excitement inside of my chest as I introduced myself, as if I had been trying something for years and a breakthrough just occurred. But even though I was feeling it, the emotion belonged to the woman in the chapel. “How does this work?” I asked. The sound of my voice was