The Gas-N-Go off Route 57 wasn’t so much of a destination as a necessity. Passing through Americana fields of nothingness, the stretch between...

"Cowboy towns are something of myth. Something people dream of or dress up as. Some fantasy place people use as the meat of scary campfire...

Lila stood on the rooftop, her gaze fixed on the distant glow of Eldoria. The city, once a beacon of innovation and creativity, had become a...

The tinted-window SUV rolled down the dirty asphalt between warehouse buildings. The car door opened, and reporter Chris Lippard was deposited at...

“We are so sorry to inform you…only ten days left…”  The words echo in my head as I sit on my couch. It was such a normal start to the...

Cassian wasn't really opposed to the activity itself - more the outcome. It wasn't every night he just woke up, rolled onto the ghetto old Hover...

I half haphazardly flip my hand through the air to turn the pages of the book before me. This book is just one of many, but it is how I decide who...

As I listened to the incessant ticking of the clock on the wall in the reception area, I actively repressed the urge to vomit. There’s just...

Ninty Eight passengers. That's how many people the small mainline train could take. It was cold that Wednesday when those ninety-eight strangers...

In the heart of a bustling city lay an old, forgotten building. Its façade was covered in layers of grime, and its once elegant architecture had...

I never thought my life would take such a bizarre turn, but here I am, sharing my apartment with an alien. Yep, you heard me right. An...

Ah yes, welcome friends welcome. I want to thank you all for visiting. This tale, this tale is the tale of a... morbid kind. Now before you go off...

Ally could still remember the day her friend bought that car. She remembered him driving it over for the first time - and she remembered her...

On a greasy corner of South Philadelphia stood two iconic culinary institutions. On one corner there was Dimarco’s –– a 200-year-old...

The waves were not exactly cooperating as she tried to scribble in her dive book. Then again, they rarely did. She was anchored about a mile off...

Monday, Jan. 16th, 2010 Dear Diary, It’s me, Hannah. Kidding. I know you’re familiar with me, I just like that joke. Today was not the best of...