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“You think she’s another victim?” Williams asked thoughtfully. The two were sitting in an empty room the crew provided for their investigati

When I woke, I tasted blood. I wiped my nose and had my fears confirmed. Another nosebleed. Kevin was kneeling in front of me. “Hey, Slate?

Lieutenant Davis began asking nearby passengers if anyone knew the victim or had seen him interact with anyone. No one could tell him anythi

Two men stood in the station watching the growing mass of people. Their ill-fitting suits didn’t make them stand out amongst the wide variet

The headache came on strong and without buildup. Pressing my palms against my eyes did nothing to relieve the throbbing, but I didn’t know w

The smell made my nose scrunch up involuntarily. It was a coppery smell, sweet and cloying. I could guess what it was, but I try to reassure

The anger she felt from Sarah… the fear from Rebecca… It all gave Julia a better idea of how she had made Thomas feel for so long, though sh

The darkness was total. Absolute. The kind of darkness that hides a hand mere inches away. The kind where you can’t tell if your eyes are op

“Now. We’re all here. Explain it.” The annoyance in Sarah’s voice was right on the surface. Julia looked around the room. Everyone except Gw

The cabin was eerily quiet. There was no evidence that anyone had been here in the last day or two. And no one had seen Abby since David had

“You told someone?” Luke’s voice was angry and loud. “I’m trying to find a way to help . . .” Abby started to explain, but he cut her off. “

The area was pleasant, resembling a bright, early summer day. The cabin that Abby called home was quiet as David approached. He knocked on t

One thing that may or may not be obvious, is that the Just War tradition helps maintain the status quo.

When Marie entered the room, David noticed that her eyes were dimmer and her gait was heavy, as though gravity was pulling more strongly tod

I apologize for not posting last week.

The air inside the ruined tower smelled old. This was the third tower Julia had explored in a week. Central Europe. That was the only clue h

In the early 1900s, William James declared, in his essay “The Moral Equivalent of War,” that in our society, war and peace mean the same thi

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