“Let us go, please…”
The pleas fell on deaf ears as the Rat wrote something down. Slowly, the subjects’ cages began to fill with a black gas. They fell to their knees, and slowly began to change.
Somewhere deep within his mind, someone was yelling at him. Continue reading
“I’m surprised they haven’t noticed us by now,” the Rat commented, surveying the scene of the battle raging below. Continue reading
“Whose idea was this defense system?” Zeke cried out as a giant ape attempted to pummel him.
“Uh… that would be yours,” Alex responded, riding another like a mechanical bull. Zeke paused a minute. Continue reading
The fake stood, ready to deal the final blow. Continue reading
The progress on the construction of The Moon was quick. Continue reading
Somewhere, a voice, calling in the dark.
Somehow he was disappointed. Continue reading
“Keep it under control.” Continue reading
It wasn’t here. Continue reading
Peepers surveyed the forest below him, then glanced back at the apartments. Leaning back a bit, he glanced at the card in his hand. Continue reading