"Let's get outta here!" Jazz shouted over the music, jolting Guzzi from his thoughts and propelling Schmeep Gar into motion. They exited the room, and the lights went out in one direction. Guzzi

Guzzi reached into his bag and passed the tequila to Schmeep Gar. "Well. It's been fun," he said. "Better than hiding for the rest of my life as an asteroid jockey." Jazz smiled, took

"How the schez they doing this?" Jazz fired off her blaster at the mass of tentacles. "They're entombed!" "They may have been entombed," Guzzi shot back, first with plasma

Without warning the writhing walls collapsed into a sea of snakes, with seemingly endless waves breaking towards them. Snakes? No. But what creature has so many tentacles? Guzzi wondered. "We must

"They're moving," Jazz said. "They certainly seem to be," answered Guzzi. He looked around nervously. "So. Maybe now would be a good time to tell me what your plan is?" Jazz,

Guzzi strode from the chamber, the effects of the alcohol giving him a warm feeling inside and the kind of bravery he knew he'd regret later. "They're through here, the rock forsaken schez."

Where am I? Everywhere... A multitude of voices sang in harmony. ...And nowhere. It was beautiful. So beautiful. ? What am I? Everything. And nothing. The voices sang. I am Sapphire. I am Heraphore...

I have been experimenting over the last few weeks with a new style of fiction - I call it Snapshot Fiction. And it's fun. What is Snapshot Fiction? Think comic books. Think novels and short stories, haikus