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Run on Shadow's Edge

Forensic Jorge Velez is on the heels of a series of murders but the events unfolding may have already happened. His team found intertwined events, unusual evidences, strange disappearances, time lapses, and feeling of 'deja vu'. In order for them to truly find out what is happening they literally need to run towards the shadow's edge and fell 150 meters below. -------- Did he just walk inside a top secret military program? Where is Dr. Molina? What is his purpose in inviting him? The electric noise was literally raising all the hair on his arms. There were sudden huge sparks that could literally fry and it randomly  hit the floor and the tall ceiling above. What is this place? There is something massive going on and he needed to understand what this is all about. "Impressed?" A man behind him asked. It was Dr. Molina. He removed his goggles and grabbed Jorge's arms. "I could see you are in a confused state. Come inside the briefing room." Confused is an underestimation. Jorge was literally in a state of shock. Inside the briefing room, Jorge's hand was trembling as he drank a glass of water together with his medication. He needed something to calm himself down. The voices he heard in his radio, the message from Colonel Riva, and this massive thing in front of him is just too much to process in the blink of an eye. He needed to slow down. "What's going on?" Jorge's asked as Dr. Molina pore over the result of many of his experiments. "What you see is what you get Jorge. It's the real deal. A time machine." Jorge felt his breathing stopped. He heard it loud and clear. A T-I-M-E machine.

ags2020b · Romance
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The Call from Gallingthine Police

It was early morning when a boy named Jeremy was strolling along the beach of Gallingthine when his dog Jervy ran and began to bark on the dirt file carried by the waves on the shore. 

"What is it, Jervy?" The boy asked. Jervy whimpered and, one by one, removed the dirt on the mound of garbage and angrily barked at what seemed like a hand in a claw position sticking out of the sand. The dog digs the sand some more, and the face of a man emerged from underneath. Jeremy looked closer and was able to see clearly the face and arms of a dead man. Jervy whimpered and began to back away. "Let's get out of here, Jervy!" Jeremy was about to run but stumbled on Jervy when it scampered between his legs. Jeremy quickly stood up and ran fast, but the dog returned to the mound.