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Black In the Water

Where mystery meets romance... —Excerpt— We lay next to each other, both of us not saying a thing, but I feel comfortable. I don’t have the impulse to have to talk to him to avoid an awkward silence because it has never been awkward with Ash, I realise. “You asleep?” he whispers to me. “Nope,” I reply quietly. “It’s weird because my body is so tired but I can’t seem to shut my brain off.” “Me neither,” he says. I hear the crackling of the fresh sheet under us move and realise Ash has turned to face me. “Uhm, what?” I ask dubiously. “Nothing, I’m just trying to find a comfortable position.” “Okay,” I say as I stare at him in the dim glow of the candles. Ash stares back at me, his hand lifts to push away a strand of hair that has fallen into my eyes, then he closes his eyes. He is asleep in the next moment, with his hand frozen on my cheek. Usually, with anyone else, I would push his hand away because it feels wrong and uncomfortable. But his caress felt good against the slight burn on my skin. And as he rests his hand on my cheek, I can’t help but think about how no one has ever held me close to them and makes me feel this way. Even though Ash and I are far from holding each other close, just a touch of his hand comforts me in ways that others’ hugs have tried and failed. Without much thinking, I push Ash’s fallen hair out of his eyes and rest my hand against his cheek. In the next moment, as my eyes start to droop, I feel a pull of his cheek against my palm and realise he is smiling. —————————————————————————————————————————— When an apartment building is plagued by a strange substance in its water, its residents uncover a foreboding mystery that will perish them all. With a deadly fog that blocks their escape, they must now forget their differences and work together to overcome the horrifying events that ultimately threaten their survival.

krydwen · sci-fi
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Aiden Jenkins. Finding the Truth

When the committee meeting comes to an end, everyone around the table stands and slowly exits our small makeshift committee room. What used to be a storage room full of cleaning supplies, old furniture, and cardboard boxes filled with Christmas decorations has been transformed into a clean and tidy room with only a cluster of tables making up a long one and a dozen swivel chairs, all different colours but nonetheless still usable, that is now being pushed under the tables by the leaving patrons. 

I stare down at my notes, jumbled writing and mismatched words filling up a whole page in my notebook. When I look back up, only a few people remain in the room. Ash has long disappeared out the door. The moment the moderator called an end to the meeting, he dashed out without so much as a glance back. Only Hunter, Trevor—a middle-aged man who has been assigned to be in charge of all things technology in the whole building, and Jessica stay behind.