While at the beach you decide to write a message in a bottle. What would it say? Who would you like to find it?
Alan didn’t eat well at dinner that night. He almost forgot to eat at all. Arriving late, he got the bottom of the barrel so it wasn’t exactly hard to … Continue reading The Department for Mutated Persons – Chapter 4
“Welcome to Work Precinct 308,” the robotic voice chimed from the self-driving car’s dashboard. The car stopped softly, the windows slowly transitioned from opaque to transparent, and Alan saw his … Continue reading The Department for Mutated Persons – Chapter 2