“GREENVILLE,” read the sign. “POP 1,624 HUMBLE EARTHLING SERVANTS. HAIL ZORDOK!” In spray paint, below: “DON’T RAZE US, BRO!” Sheryl frowned. “I think we took the wrong turn. We’re supposed to still be in Spring Grove.” “Qroocha znuk!” Emperor Zordok… Continue Reading
Silver tobacco fields streak by under a cloudless night sky. The road stretches on ahead, flat and straight. Hot air whistles in through the cracked window. My eyes flit between the rearview mirror, the speedometer, the road. Only a few… Continue Reading
The insistent ringing of the telephone on my bedside cabinet wakened me from a deep sleep. Fumbling in the dark, I looked at the alarm clock and groped for the receiver. “Ullo,” I slurred. “Hi, you called for a plumber,”… Continue Reading
I thought aliens were interested in medical experiments but this one wouldn’t shut up about Hamlet. Just before the abduction, I’d been in the middle of a student conference in which a freshman was introducing her emotional support ferret, so… Continue Reading
“I said it was aliens from space what took her.” Detective Southby looked away as if I had said something really stupid. He stuck his spiral notebook and pen in his coat pocket. The blackened circle of grass centered in… Continue Reading
A family of Bou Sain Guo floundered nearby, struggling in the thick mucus ooze of the swirling river. Somah hesitated, transfixed by the fires illuminating the boxy stick-like bodies, their rake-like hands outstretched and pleading. “Keep moving, kiddo.” Pavel pushed… Continue Reading
Star Shaker’s scales glittered and shone with rainbow colors under the spotlights. Her barbed tail swayed, and she flapped her tiny vestigial wings as she sang into the mic. With the backdrop of stars behind her, she looked like a… Continue Reading
Javier stared out of the grime-smeared fourth storey window of the Ness hotel. It had been a charming place, once. One of the best in New Orleans. He’d even stayed here once or twice before the aliens came. But now… Continue Reading
Some people just get on your nerves. Like the new guy Rawlings, who moved into the cubicle next to me. He’d transferred in from the San Diego office the other day, ostensibly to help us get the Fairview project plan… Continue Reading
Your Honour, I never intended to lose my foot. True, I was researching the carparks of Planet Earth. Of course, we Maluvians transpose in time and space and have no need of vehicles. I repeat, I was doing research. True,… Continue Reading