What are most sci fi geeks looking for? A simple and easy to read blog that helps them to learn about new stories and yet are not bored with what they read. It could be a post from another universe, or it could be a new idea of cosmic knowledge no one knows about. In this case it is my writing I wish for you to read. I have written several short stories and will post one section of each story every week to keep you up to date and keep reading and wanting more. How will I accomplish this you say? Very carefully and skillfully. I implore you to read my first short story of this blog starting with
One Red Eye:
“I’ve always had one red eye, I suppose.” The man sat on his porch glaring at the military general.
“That’s something we’d like to determine for ourselves,” the general replied. “If you would come with us, I’m sure all the questions you have will be answered.”
“I suppose they will.” The man looked this time with his one red eye. He pushed himself to a standing position and reluctantly followed the general to the government vehicle, a standard-issue Chrysler. Two soldiers waited to open the door. They ignored this man with the abnormality.
Once in the car, the general sat across from the man who from appearances seemed perfectly normal. The man regularly went to the gym, ate cereal in the morning, and even fed his goldfish. He didn’t seem like the type of person prone to violence. Harold Keyes’ past cloaked itself in mystery. One red eye identified him on numerous occasions with the military as a potential threat to national security.
Harold reportedly appeared in restaurants, grocery stores, the mall, and local parks--each occasion similar to the last-- and that is why the military got involved. On the way to the bunker, General Hutchinson stewed over the facts, the rumors, and the photos of these incidents. The evidence supported his fears, but still it didn’t explain the man’s odd behavior. Soon he would know the truth behind the strange events.
Harold sat nervously looking out the window, only revealing his normal eye. It was almost grey in color when the sun hit it correctly, which added to his enigmatic appearance. Perhaps he chose to reveal his normal eye out of self-consciousness.
The military complex sat in the Cascade Mountains of Oregon, a perfect place to hide this specimen, the general thought. The vehicle made its wide turns around the mountain roads and soon came upon a large cavern.
“Where are you taking me?” Harold asked.
“Where you will be safe; we just have to get some things straightened out. It’ll all be over soon,” the general soothed. He remained silent as the vehicle entered the darkness of the tunnel.
Within minutes, the car came to a stop in front of two large metal doors. Ten soldiers came through and lined up to the car. The soldiers in the car exited first. Harold stood up slowly from the car, watching the men in their camouflage. Each wore an MK47 around his shoulder. This made him more uneasy over these tests.
The general motioned for Harold to go through the doors, which made a hissing noise as they opened and closed. The hallway he walked down was plastered with taupe paint and cold cement floors. The florescent lights ran the entire length of the hall. Harold looked ahead at the doors down the long corridor, which were his destination.
Like the design of the site, great concept art. this story needs to be continued, nuff said.
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