At a Funeral by Alyasa Abbas

At a Funeral by Alyasa Abbas

Waseem Akbar was a friend of my father’s and my uncles – It was the only thing I knew about him. Naturally, the news of his death did not affect me. The burial was in the night.
Debut by Stephen Baily

Debut by Stephen Baily

Through the open window above the tub, an outcry reaches us from the world. I sink my battleship, but it pops right back up to the surface. More shouts follow.
Peter Crown by The Wynn Brothers

Peter Crown by The Wynn Brothers

“Seventy hours,” said the man across the table from Peter Crown. Peter had invited him in for tea on an impulse that didn't feel like his own. He didn't even remember hearing a knock at the door.
Confession by Lorna Wood

Confession by Lorna Wood

The Agency hired me so if anything went wrong they could claim I was acting on my own hook. We’d only just opened up diplomatic relations with Dokpur, and things were still delicate.
Man on Fire by Nik Vestberg

Man on Fire by Nik Vestberg

I didn’t even have time to get annoyed at the man squeezing past me in the stairwell before I realised he was on fire. He didn’t seem to care himself and by then he was already so far ahead it didn’t seem appropriate
The Old Bag by Linda Casper

The Old Bag by Linda Casper

The beaten-up, old leather bag of indeterminate colour looked the most interesting find so far. James brought it down from the attic and dumped it on the kitchen table for further investigation.
Troll Bot

Troll Bot

The latest item had come in while Ray was out of the office. West Coast – TB17. He looked at it and swore under his breath. He hadn’t signed on for this crap, at least it wasn’t what he thought he was signing on for