53 – Not-So-False Alarm
November 20th Magnolia opened her eyes, immediately on guard as bright lights flashed in front of her face. A tablet lay where her pillow had been, flashing “Panic Mode” in large, unfriendly letters.
November 20th Magnolia opened her eyes, immediately on guard as bright lights flashed in front of her face. A tablet lay where her pillow had been, flashing “Panic Mode” in large, unfriendly letters.
November 20th Taylor stared at his HUD clock. Midnight.
November 19th Magnolia felt the air whupf out of her lungs as she hit the floor for the third time, a foot on her stomach, and a fist inches from her face. ‘You’re slow today,’ Taylor chided, opening his fist, grabbing the front of her dress and hauling her to her feet. ‘Sorry sir,’ she […]
November 19th When the red digital letters on her bedside clock informed her that it was four AM, she rose, closed her workbook, and slipped into the bathroom. She stripped off her clothes and stepped into the shower, the water warm immediately. She pulled her hair from the loose bun she’d tied, and the warm […]
November 17th Stef shivered as she was shifted out of the tank, soaked skin and the relative cool of the air-conditioned building were not a good mix. That, or it could have been fear. Yeah, Spyder, it’s probably the fear.
November 17th Magnolia watched as the girl was unceremoniously thrown into the tank, her small body splashing water out of the tank, and over the nearly naked Agent Grigori. The blond agent stood there, completely comfortable in what amounted to a very short pair of swimming trunks and a small towel over his broad shoulders. […]
November 17th ‘You want,’ Jones repeated, ‘a shark?’
Magnolia stood in the doorway of the gym, observing the…observing Mimosa. Recruit. Agent. Experiment. Threat. Nerd. All of the terror and threat that Mimosa represented was wrapped in a tiny body that lay on the blonde wood of Taylor’s gym, shivering like she was going through withdrawal. Tarry Apples did various things to various fae […]
November 16th Stef didn’t move as they rolled her out of the box. Limbs. She still had limbs. That was becoming more and more unusual. The pain in her head was gone – and that was probably bad, considering pain had been replaced with numbness. Her left eye had opened back up though – just […]
November 15th Ryan stared at the feed in his HUD – the image was black, though the audio still ran beneath. And Stef was screaming, in pain, and begging for help. There was a crunch, and the screams stopped. There was nothing, absolutely nothing, in the limit testing that necessitated this amount of brutality. It […]