• Glimmer, part 16

    Eddara City Explosives Lab, Eddara City Schuyler looked around. It wasn’t the sort of lab he had expected. There were no tables, but there were plenty of computers. Devices of all sorts were lying around, none of them touching. The scientists were not wearing the usual white coats, but silver body suits with Cryma-Crystal masks. The seven scientists turned to look at him in surprise as he appeared in their midst. All of them stilled immediately. “What is this place?” Schuyler asked. “It’s the Glimmer,” one of the scientists whispered to no one in particular. Several of the other scientists nodded jerkily, all too frightened to move. “What is this…

  • Glimmer, part 9

    Mad. Crazy. Insane. People are crazy. Glad I’m not a person like them anymore. Why do they want to know my story? Been locked up here for a long time. No one bothered with me before. Why now? Why them? What’s going on? Craziness. Insanity of people. Must be that. Can’t stay here much longer. Restless. Need to kill. Must get revenge. Dr. Tobias and Dr. Russell must die. Must die. Must die. Always die. Can’t die. My death never comes. Always alive. Why do they want me? Need me? Why? Always ask. Never know. Never, never know. Crazy. Mad. Insane. Madness for humans. Not human anymore. Can’t be human…

  • Glimmer, part 8

    We didn’t know where we were going, had no idea where we would reappear. One of us would think of something and we would reappear there, or so we assumed. So you had no idea where you would be, one states, for confirmation. None whatever. What were your options? one asks. To get out, escape. What about Mari? two asks. We never thought of Mari, only ourselves. What happened to you after you left the lab? one asks. We appeared in Central Park. It was night and there was no one out. It must have been in those hours between midnight and dawn when no one is outside. None of…

  • Glimmer, part 1

    Being locked up in a dark cell does things to your mind. Makes you crazy. Mad. Insane. But not me. Never me. I’m not affected by human emotions anymore. Not since Dr. Tobias plucked me from the streets of New York on Earth. Pretty sure it’s been at least a year since I was on Earth. But I wouldn’t know. Don’t care where I am now. Don’t really care. Been nearly two years (I think) since Dr. Tobias turned me into this. I’ll kill him. I swear I will. He stole me from my family. My life. I can’t die. Immortal. That’s what I am. Immortal. I’d laugh if I…