where the impossible seems three shorts steps to the left, and one giant leap into insanity…
11 Months has come, and gone, as you are reading this, 11 months of insanity, we are almost at our destination my dears, and what does that mean you all ask? It's a question I myself ask as well, after doing this for so long, it seems like second nature, to prepare something each day, …
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How long has it been since I shared words, too long I say, my mind has been elsewhere, preparing things, and, of course, keeping the blog turning over. What changes have come, Whispered Words as shifted and morphed into Wrapped In Words, the same, yet not. Tales of different kinds will find its way here, …
Gary and Davey get out of their cruiser and look at the mess in front of them. “So tell me again why we’re here instead of being back at the office filling out reports for Masters?” Davey asks. “Like I said, Danny called it in, apparently ERU’s were attending the scene when they discovered the …
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Gary and Davey’s cruiser comes to a stop outside a large warehouse, they look at each other and back at the warehouse. “This looks exactly like the last two places,” Davey says. “We’ve got to check them all out, the sooner we locate Masters the better off everyone will be,” Gary says as he gets …
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“Tell me you’ve got something?” Gary says as he walks into the labs department of District-Three. “I’ve got a couple of things,” Jones says. “The card you recovered from Anna Withers gave us two massive pieces of the puzzle, firstly we recovered a partial print from the card that is not Miss Withers’, I’m running …
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Gary slams a fist into the wall and lets out a cry of frustration, sprawled out on the ground before him lays the body of a woman, a greenish ooze flows from what is left of her head. “Are you okay?” Davey asks nursing a dislocated shoulder, his face bruised and bloody. “I’d be a …
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Gary enters ‘Dave’s Wonderland Holosuite’ and walks up to the counter where a young girl is standing, she greets him with a smile. “Hi, is there anything I can help you with?” she asks. “Yeah I hope so, I’m Detective Inspector Gary Jackson with District-Three,” Gary replies, showing his badge. “I was wondering if you …
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Maddox walks into the kitchen, and a girl, not much older than him sits at the table eating, the look he gets is one of disappointment. “You came in late last night,” the girl says. “Things happened, some guy stopped at the store last night and offered me a job,” Maddox replies. “What sort of …
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Maddox closes the store up for the night and slowly walks to his parked car, he stops and lights up a cigarette and takes a deep drag, his life seems so much more pathetic at these times, the enjoyment he once held for his life seems distant and unreachable to him. He takes another drag …
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Once the world of TV was enjoyed from a seat placed in front of it, then the TV screen advanced in to a hologram screen that could be viewed from any angle. Now shows are not watched, they are experienced, and you become part of it all playing any character you wish, and taking the …
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