Hey! I
missed the memo! It’s the last weekend of summer and Science Fiction Fantasy
Saturday is back and running strong and NO LIMIT SNIPPETS! This week only! What
is SciFiFanSat you ask? Well it’s a group of writers and authors who share
their ongoing and published works one snippet of ten to fifteen sentences at a
time over at the main site – SciFiFanSat.blogspot.com. Make sure you stop on
over and check out all the great writing posted there! I haven’t posted in a
quite some time and I’m looking forward to sharing from my work – Maxx Fragg,
V.P.I. Plagued by the guilt of his
brother’s death, Maxx escapes into the ground breaking virtual world known as
Other Syde only to find real ghosts haunting that digital plane. Here’s the
opening page…or so – enjoy!
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Tucked between the shadows and the
night, in a darkened corner of the room, Maxx Fragg watched the young couple
huddled on the couch. They had no idea what he had in store for them. He almost felt sorry. Almost. He watched as Travis
stroked Debbie’s hand, whispering something in her ear. Maxx locked eyes with
Debbie as he moved across the apartment. He saw the desperation mixed with fear
in her eyes and grinned. He liked it that way. Pulling a pair of black gloves
from his belt, Maxx cinched them tight around his wrists. The rush of adrenaline
rose up from his chest. This was far from his first job but he still got a
thrill. He clicked the lamp off and the room went black.
Debbie gasped. “Can’t we leave a few
lights on?”
“I prefer to work in the dark. It
helps me concentrate,” Maxx said. It really didn’t matter but he felt it
intensified the experience.
“I think I’d rather see what’s
coming.” Travis pulled a cushion on his lap, clutching the fabric.
“Why? You expecting a pillow fight?” Maxx
dropped the equipment bag slung over his shoulder. It crashed to the floor next
to the couch.
Debbie jumped. “What are you going to
do with that?”
“What I’m being paid to do. My job.” Maxx
looked across the room at his partner, who shook his head in disapproval. Bending
down next to the couch, Maxx slowly unzipped the duffel bag. He was close
enough to Debbie to see the goose bumps on her arm rise with each click.
“I don’t care what it takes. Just get that
thing out of my house,” Travis said.
“Don’t worry. You’ll be ghost free in
no time.” Maxx knew his clients needed to believe he could make it better, take
away their fears. If only it was that simple. Everyone wanted to name the night,
put a label on their fears. He wished someone could shut the door to the
monsters in his own closet.
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And there
you have it! I hoped you enjoyed it and I’m looking forward to hearing your
feedback since this is the first time I’ve posted from this work. As always
comments are welcome and appreciated.
Enjoy the weekend and see you in seven! (Man, I kinda missed saying
that.)
