Dear readers, If someone asked me to explain what college is like, I’d use two words: exhaustive & rewarding. It’s been quite the week, and with everything else going on, It’s hard to find time to relax and write a little bit. Luckily, I found time, and with the help from a bit of music,... Continue Reading →
Welcome to America, where the price of milk processed from a cow is higher than gas, people actually care about the milk to gas price ratio, and we have people who wield the infinite wisdom of the internet in the palm of their hand, yet they still don't know how to properly dress, bathe, or... Continue Reading →
Being a people watcher isn’t always bad. I get the feeling I’ve given off a sour impression the first go around but, I can assure you that my words are not in vain. I watch people and get amused by every second of it, for better or worse. To keep it light and humorous this... Continue Reading →
Edgar thought it best to assume the worst, given the circumstances with D'mor early on in the day, even if he, D'mor, had been in the military. This was hardly an excuse to treat people like he had treated Edgar. "Best not to worry about it now," he said quietly to himself, and opened the door.
The room was dark, if you'd call it a room at all. Whatever the doctor, his name had been Joe, had injected into Edgar's neck made him feel as though he had little instinctual awareness. He couldn't tell whether he was in another hospital room or back in the vast warehouse of the infinite, waiting outside Herald's office for the next adventure.
Both of the young men awoke in a rather odd predicament. Edgar's eyes opened first, scanning the room in one solid motion, feeling the soft of cotton sheets underneath him, and hearing a metal on metal clink. When his head finally turned to the other side, he saw Mick in the adjacent hospital bed, the medical grade blankets to his hips and his torso wrapped in bandages.
As the boys both lay smiling amongst the waste that was left by the explosion, they felt triumphant. "Did you think that would have worked in the real world," Mick Asked. Edgar remained staring at the ceiling, "we're already one for one after the dud bomb. If someone were keeping score, I'd say we're up... Continue Reading →
The door, having looked like an impregnable force only a short time ago, was now being ripped down the center. The visceral black mass looked as though it had formed an efficient saw and was now slicing through the door.
As the thudding persisted onward, so did Mickey and Edward. It was lucky for them that this lab in particular had been a sort of tightly lockable clean room, if only to house all of the notes for the experimentation; something pounded the door again, knocking loose debris from the ceiling.