Experiment #276

Adrift Part 1

“Airlock 7 seal has failed,” the computer’s disaffected voice said. Kershaw slammed his fist on the console and tried to think what to do next. “What would Smats do?” He asked himself.

The doom-faced engineer, Silas Smats was tough to hold a conversation with, but could fix a hyperspace engine with a paper clip and some protein butter. Or he could have fixed it. He was in the engine room when the pods exploded. Kershaw wished he’d … Read More

Experiment #272

Untouched

They set the ship down in a paradise untouched by humanity. White sand beaches ringed the islands of the archipelago. Blue, crystal-clear waters rolled into the beach with every wave. Palm tree like plants swayed with the breeze. It was the dream of crew members who’d been cooped up in the tiny ship for months.

Once the ship’s landing procedures had finished, Captain Schmox opened a channel to the ship. “Excellent job everyone. I know it … Read More

Experiment #270

the spacesuit Part 4

“You looked like a loser this morning, Eddy,” said James, “but you had to go and smell like one too.”

“Ha. Yeah!” said Furbs, enjoying a rare partnership with the social king. “Loser.”

Edward’s shoulders sagged. He’d had enough of these kinds of meetings to be resigned to their outcomes. He turned around hoping to reach the safety of the school building.

“Why, Eddy Boy,” said James in mock pain. He put his arm around Edward’s shoulders and … Read More

Experiment #269

the spacesuit Part 3

Edward shuffled to lunch and sat at his usual spot. His friends from Astronomy class and Furbs sat elsewhere. Only Laura Furbles, Furbs’ freshman sister, sat with him.

“That’s an awesome spacesuit, Ed,” she said.

Edward grumbled into his bologna sandwich.

After a few moments Laura asked, “Where’d you learn to make—”

She never finished her question. A half-open carton of chocolate milk flew, hit Edward in the helmet and exploded. Edward turned in anger. Everywhere he looked he … Read More

Experiment #268

the spacesuit Part 2

She kept her focus on the papers in front of her. “Mr. Winfield, if you’d prefer to stay out of detention I’d recommend you hold your tongue and leave.”

James scowled. He closed the office door. It thunked like an airlock.

“Mr. Shepard,” Principal Hardwick said while removing her glasses to rub her temple. “Why come to school dressed this way?”

Edward didn’t respond.

Principal Hardwick reached over and flipped open Edward’s visor. She repeated her question.

Edward pulled a … Read More

Experiment #267

the spacesuit Part 1

On his seventeenth birthday Edward Shepard wore a spacesuit to school. He’d built the suit from plastic tubes, cardboard, duct tape and one of his dad’s old jumpsuits. It wouldn’t meet any space agency’s regulations, but it made a striking picture as he walked to school in slow, moon-bounce steps.

When Edward arrived, James Winfield, surrounded by other soccer players, fans, and social leeches, called out to him. “Hey, Eddy. I always knew you were from … Read More

Experiment #266

Sneak Preview: The Stars Are Calling

The Stars Are Calling publishes August 23rd catch a sneak peak below.

Gideon leaped headlong at the spaceship’s wreckage some five hundred meters away. “Cover me,” he shouted into the comm.

Sarah pulled twin plasma pistols out of her hip holsters and laid on the triggers. She fired each in rhythm with the other’s kickback to keep Gideon covered. She’d gotten used to covering her partner’s foolishness over the last few months. As Gideon landed on the … Read More

Experiment #265

Infusion Book 1, Part 9

They ran as fast as they could through the underbrush, pushing branches aside as they rushed through. Sounds of pursuit began to reach them from trees behind them. Cran fired a few wild shots backwards to discourage those sounds. Then he took the lead as Wilbur’s adrenaline started to wane and the pudge he’d shepherded through years of bad meals and rich desserts began to weigh on him.

Up ahead the trees thinned as the ground … Read More

Experiment #264

Infusion Book 1, Part 8

“Wish I’d gotten invisibility and you got the horn,” Cran said without even trying to hide his feelings. “I could do a lot with invisibility.”

“If you could control it,” Wilbur said.

“You are surrounded with superior forces and superior weaponry,” called a voice on a loud-speaker.

Wilbur looked at Cran. Panic spread across Wilbur’s face and he suddenly vanished from view.

Cran shook his head, picked up a grenade launcher and walked to the window. He looked out. … Read More

Experiment #263

Infusion Book 1, Part 7

After Cran had disabled all of the booby traps. He and Wilbur entered the single, dirty room that served as both armory and living space. “Make yourself at home,” Cran said as he reset the booby traps.

Cran offered him a cup of tea, which Wilbur hesitantly accepted. Wilbur moved two grenades and an automatic rifle to make space on the couch, and sat down.

Cran handed Wilbur an exquisite china saucer and cup while he took … Read More

Experiment #262

Infusion Book 1, Part 6

Wilbur picked up his fork. “It really carved my name? It carved ‘Wilbur Dibbs’?”

“‘Wilbur Cranford Dibbs’ to be exact.  There were actually four of you in the entire world, but you were the only one terminally ill at the time.”

“Why would that make a difference?”

“Technically it didn’t. We gave the serum to all four of you.”

“So there are three other guys like me? Like this?” He motioned to himself.

“No, you were the only one to … Read More

Experiment #261

Infusion Book 1, Part 5

They drove to a run down Italian restaurant on the outskirts of the city. They walked in and took a table in the far back. Dr. Smite positioned himself to watch the door, while Wilbur slid into the seat across from him.

“What are we doing here?” Wilbur asked.

“The pancakes are delicious here,” Dr. Smite said. He studied his menu.

“This is an Italian restaurant.”

“Their nationality has no impact on the quality of their food.”

“Why are we … Read More

Experiment #260

Infusion Book 1, Part 4

Wilbur spent a confusing night in jail. Periodically an officer would run in and look bewildered to find Wilbur sitting in the same spot as last time.

The next morning another officer came in,  “Pack your bags, Grandpa, you’re gettin’ outta here.”

“What?” Wilbur asked. “Why?”

“You can ask the Who, When, and How once you’re outta here, c’mon get movin’,” the officer said.

After he let Wilbur out of the cell he lead him to a desk where … Read More

Experiment #259

Infusion Book 1, Part 3

Across town Jim Watkins finished loading the truck and triple checked the paperwork as it drove off to do its round of deliveries. He’d worked his way up from being a loader at the furniture store to the loading dock manager. He stood by himself while the loading men went for a smoke break or to cool off with a soda from the machine.

Wilbur ambled up the drive toward the loading dock. He took his … Read More

Experiment #258

Infusion Book 1, Part 2

Wilbur awoke in a dark, cold room. At first he thought he’d been placed in a coffin, but further inspection revealed cold metal sides. When his fingers explored the panel above his head, pushing lightly, a crack of light opened at his feet. When he pushed further he realized he lay in some kind of drawer. As he pushed his way out he found himself in a stark white room with cold metal accents all … Read More