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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 · Science-Fiction
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Apartment 12. Aiden Jenkins. This Is the New Normal

"Ready to go?" Olivia asks as I exit the bedroom.

She is sitting down on the couch, looking through a stack of old newspapers that have been collecting dust on the coffee table for a long while, judging by the thick cloud of dust that puffs into the air as Olivia drops the topmost paperback on the stack. I didn't think about who lived in this apartment unit yesterday, I was too tired to do much thinking, but now I can't help but wonder what kind of people lived here. Most likely, one of them liked to keep things neat and in their rightful places. I eye the pairs of shoes neatly lined below a long bench by the front door and the cluster free bookcases on each side of the flat-screen television that takes up one wall of the living room, two doors on each side, one leading to Mrs Gomez's bedroom and the other to Ash's—or, should I say, mine. 

"Where's Hunter gone off to?" I ask Olivia when I notice his absence.