• NaNoWriMo 2016 -Wrong Exit – Week 6

    Sara, Scott and the others are slowly breaking down from the realization that they and the reality around them could change at any moment. Dale makes a final change and takes a final step to insure the safety of his friends and their reality.

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  • NaNoWriMo 2016 – Wrong Exit – Week 5

    Dale returns to the empty exit only to discover that he isn’t the only one who can find it. He then tries to help Sara gain closure over Caleb, only to have his attempt make things worse.

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  • NaNoWriMo 2016 – Wrong Exit – Week 4

    Sara joins Dale for a dinner with Scott and Diane, where they make a most unusual request. Trenton gives Dale another warning, Sara comes to a realization about Caleb and Dale is forced to consider his own behavior and choices.

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  • NaNoWriMo 2016 – Wrong Exit – Week 2

    Dale meets someone who has information on the strange exits he has found and on what they mean, and who has a warning about sharing information about them.

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  • NaNoWriMo 2016 – Wrong Exit – Week 1

    Dale contacts some friends to try and get help figuring out what he has stumbled into, and re-opens some old wounds in the process. The information he has posted on-line about the strange exit seems to have attracted some unwanted attention, and the mysterious woman from the exit returns.

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  • NaNoWriMo 2016 – Wrong Exit – Week 0

    Dale Carter, a medical supply courier, takes a highway exit that leads to a place that doesn’t seem to exist.

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  • One Thing Left to Do

    The pounding on the hatch had stopped. I hoped that the rest of the crew had given up, or that whatever was happening to them had completed and they were no longer interested in getting in. Then a bright spot appeared above the door. Apparently there was another cutter on board somewhere and they were now cutting through the door I had welded shut. “What are we going to do!”, Anna shouted again. She had been repeating the same question over and over for the past hour. I was getting tired of hearing it. I turned away from the door to look at her. The infection, or whatever it was, was spreading. Her left arm where she had been bitten was now unrecognizable as a human’s. Longer, thinner and with green scales covering it. Claws on her fingertips. I noticed the the greenish coloration of her face, the first scales starting to appear on her neck. Her eyes had turned yellow and a bulge had appeared at the base of her spine. I didn’t know how long she would last. I looked down at my own hand. It too was scaly, the tips of my fingers protruding claws. And I could now hear it in the back of my mind. Whispering. “Relax, it was saying. “Let it happen. Everything will be fine. No more pain. No more confusion. No more worry. Just relax. I shook it off. “We need to blow the drive.” I said. “What!” she turned to me,

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  • Loophole

    I had just come in from the garage carrying the grocery bag when I saw him. “Sorry Doctor.” he said, pointing what looked like a gun made out of glass at me. “I can’t let this happen.” He squeezed the grip. Nothing happened. I sighed and stepped around him into the kitchen, putting the bag on the counter. He looked at the gun then pointed and squeezed it at me again. More nothing happened. He yelled in frustration and threw the gun at me. He missed and the gun bounced off the side of the refrigerator. “Watch it!” I said, getting annoyed. “You could break something.” He yelled again and charged at me but tripped over the leg of a chair. He hit the ground hard and lay there unmoving. I sighed again and started putting the groceries away. Some minutes later I had finished and was looking in the back of the refrigerator to see if I had any beer left when I heard him groan. I looked over to see him push himself up into a sitting position. He looked around and saw me then staggered to his feet. “How?” he asked finally. “What did you do?” “Nothing.” I said, popping the tab on the beer. “No need to. I figured that out a while back.” He paused. “What do you mean?” I leaned back against the counter. “Who do you think I am?” I asked him. That seemed to startle him. “You’re Henry Armstrong, right? The physicist?”

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  • The Shadow War – Part 2 – (Tales from The Secret World)

    I woke up to find myself strapped to a table. I struggled to get up which brought the other occupant of the room running. “Whoa! Whoa, whoa! Don’t try to get up!” I looked at him, confused. For some reason all I could think of was Doc Brown from the Back to the Future movies. “What…?” I managed to get out. I hadn’t recovered from the blow to the head yet and everything was still fuzzy. “Who…?” The man laughed. “Just relax. You’re feeling the effects of the neurochemicals we’ve pumped into you.” “Neuro… what!” I struggled to get up again. “Calm down!” the man said. “I’m a doctor. You’re completely safe. Probably. I think.” He stopped long enough to take a breath from an inhaler he carried and shook his head. “Whoa! This is exciting!” My head was still fuzzy but I took a deep breath and tried again. “Where am I?” I got out finally. “And what is going on? Who are you?” The man nodded. “Good. Good.” He looked over his shoulder at a console of some kind. “Patient is responding.” He then looked back at me. “You’re in the Eye. Illuminati HQ. You’re lucky; most people who wander in here don’t get to leave. Well, not the same way they entered. Anyway, you are very lucky. You have been given an Anima infusion. Not many people can say that.” His eyes focused on the distance for a moment. “If only we’d had people like you around

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  • The Shadow War – Part 1 – (Tales from the Secret World)

    Much has been written about the turning of the age; the end of the fourth and the beginning of the fifth. All of us who lived through those dark days know how much our world has changed and those born in our new age accept that the world they live in is much different than the one that came before. But not as much has been written about how the change came about. About the Shadow War. About how the bees and the Filth returned. About the agents who fought the war. I was one of those agents. And this is my story. Prelude – Initiation It started with a dream. Well, a nightmare. I had been having a lot of those. A lot of people had been having them, I suspect, since the “terrorist attack” in Tokyo. That’s what we thought it was at the time anyway; the Secret World was still secret then. I had fallen asleep with the radio still relaying disaster reports which was probably why my sleep was disturbed. I “dreamed” (at least that is what I thought it was at the time) that I woke to find myself lying on a rocky beach. Strange planets floated overhead. A voice echoed in my head. I could be a king or a beggar, it told me. I could rule or suffer. I could be with them… or against them. A man and a woman appeared next to me. They both spoke, each saying substantially the same

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