A dense fog hung over the lake, and a great stillness permeated the air.
The water by the bank rippled slowly as an arm emerged from beneath the surface to pick a flower from the bank. Then it slipped back under, as if it had never been.
Shannon Young was walking her dog, Asia, and was the only witness. She never told anybody.
Alan misunderstood the phrase “you are what you eat” and set out to devour Bruce Vaughn, the world’s most famous movie star.
It didn’t end well for Alan. Bodyguards intercepted him long before he reached Vaughn.
Bruce was never even aware of the attempt. He made two number one hits that year.
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Vince had boarded himself up inside his cabin. He sat, with the light out, and wondered how he was going to get to the radio, located on the other side of the ship. Horrible, unnatural moans from the corridor set his teeth on edge.
The rest of the crew had succumbed to the evil that had woken from the deep.
There was a scream. It cut off abruptly.
Vince recognized the voice. Lexi, the newly-graduated researcher, in the adjoining room.
Had she hidden away, like he had? He realized that whatever controlled the crew would find him, soon enough.
He had no way to call for help. There was only one way to escape.
Vince opened the door slowly, and crept up the steep stairs to the main deck. There was no sign of bodies or crew, but there had been a chewing noise from Lexi’s quarters.
He crawled into a lifeboat and released the lines.
He would take his chances on the open ocean, alone.
“That turtle is boring,” said the visitor at the zoo. “It’s like a big, stupid rock that doesn’t do anything.”
The turtle overheard the comment, and was offended. He had been raised by lions, and was as fierce as any turtle could be.
The gray cloud hovered over Mia.
She eyed it suspiciously, waiting for the first drop to fall.
All around the cloud was blue sky, and Mia silently cursed her luck.
She was surprised, therefore, when it blew away without soaking her. And then dismayed, moments later, when it was replaced by a larger, darker, more ominous version.
“You need to make it go away,” said a little girl, who arrived suddenly beside Mia.
“How do I do that?” Mia asked, humoring the child.
“Carry an umbrella,” the girl said. “It will never rain if you’ve already got your umbrella.” Then she laughed and ran back to the playground.
Mia rummaged around in her bag. “Do sunglasses work?” she called after her advisor.
Piger was the god of not doing very much and, as one might expect, though he had countless disciples, he rarely got around to using his power.
The other gods were jealous of Piger’s following, and spent most of their time scheming about ways to usurp him.
They were probably over-thinking it.
Piger wasn’t going to put up a fight if they tried anything.
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The chocolate bar’s words were greeted with a massive cheer. All of the assembled candies thought revolution was a brilliant idea.
“We will sicken the humans! We will choke them! We will stain their clothing and they will have no choice but to surrender to us!” the chocolate bar screamed from the podium.
A small group of hard candies whispered amongst themselves at the side of the assembly.
“Nobody ever eats us,” they wondered surreptitiously. “Why should we join with the others and draw attention to ourselves?”
“Do we alert the humans?”
But they did not have time to fully explore their mutiny.
All of the candies but the hard ones were suddenly collected into a large bowl and set beside the door in preparation for the trick-or-treaters soon to visit the home.
One-by-one, the delicious ones were dispersed to greedy children to be consumed.
The rebellion had been a short-lived dream.
The hard candies were left alone in the cupboard, once again.
“Same thing happens every year,” said their leader. “Almost makes you feel sorry for the others.”
“Almost,” the survivors agreed.