Bad Ideas

Henry looked down at the clipboard in his hands, chewing absently on the end of his pen. The bright lights of the Complex still hurt his eyes after four months. A door swinging open and slamming against the wall drew his attention. Up the hall a woman in torn white clothes crawled out of the …

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Mistakes

Jack leaned against the wide trunk of the tree, letting his legs dangle on either side of the thick branch he was sitting on. Rain tapped against the layer of leaves sheltering him from the gray sky. The ivory hunting blade stabbed into the bark between his swinging legs reflected the occasional glimpse of the …

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