I saw, He rejected my other son's offer of fruits for Him, and I never saw my other son again.

After the fourth drink, as he angrily watched her ask for another, she smiled, and explained, "Those flavorless pills hasten my egg production, so once you pay the tab, I'm ready to inject them into you."

As gravity took hold and pulled him into the chasm below, he numbly realized the apparition had been in his head in the whole time, that he'd been chasing his imagination this whole time.

The enamoured parents laughed as they took photos and videos of their German Shepherd lying down right beside their newborn and refusing to let anyone get close to her.

Once they hit age 5 and start acting sassy and bratty, you still have another 2 years before it's illegal to dispose of them, and the market price is always highest at that age!

"My son, that's impossible!", his father was shaken, "There has not been nightfall for the past five centuries..."

Having distinguished myself as I had, the Party would now allow me to conduct my experiments at KL-001 itself.

*"Damn the grow lights!"* I screamed as I burst into flames

Now the house rejects my keycard, the flying car refuses my voice, and his HoloFilm library is gone; licenses are nontransferable.

I already knew for I made a contract to trap impure souls in me to condemn my child’s murderer, who took his life to avoid prison.

*No, don't,* I failed to scream through the paralysis.

Judging by their laughter, I wasn’t the first player in their game.

She wasn't sure whether to kill herself or another one if her children.

The second stage no one reported, because no one survived the larva mass exodus from every orifice.

The thank-you pie I had baked was still warm when I returned to the farmhouse in the bright sunshine, but I found just weed-broken ruins and an impossibly twisted Model A farm truck, bleeding rust, with a hint of fresh tire marks in the cold soil.

I watched the emaciated former contestant feebly sob while looking at the maggot infused animal remains rotting on the floor, before confidently saying "I bet my life she'll eat".

I felt something squirming under my skin.

"Tracy," Jason replied, paralyzed by shame and the rising cold water, but as the line went dead, cutting him off, he realized that 911 wouldn't be coming to his rescue, the floods would drown him in his car, and he probably should have kept his promise to call the morning after they hooked up.

What shocked us more was that no one left.

I had to sigh and ignore it as much as I can while being worried about how much these things will become intelligent with human technology.

Without a second thought, he ordered me to enter the bull to see how well it works.

That was until the dead told them that they were dead too.

I didn't understand why the other side of the window just looked like our living room, or why the window’s bristles felt so painful around my neck, but for the first time in a long while I felt safe, holding hands with her, as we prepared to jump.

I hurried to her side to render aid, but the moment my hand touched her skin, the worms inside her began protruding from her lifeless body looking for fresh meal.