Mystery

Eyes on the Ground
There was a woman that walked through town every Saturday morning. While she walked the rest of the town, stayed indoors. No one dared to open their shutters. Or peep through the peephole of their doors. If you were already outdoors while she was on her walk, you were encouraged to stare at the ground. Keep your eyes on the ground. Nowhere else but the ground.
By Raphael Fontenelleabout 9 hours ago in Fiction
Choose Your Own Adventure: St Helena Station Part 2
******* Author’s Note****** This is part two of my ongoing choose your own adventure style story St Helena Station. If you missed the first part, the link is below. Sadly you missed out on the voting period but feel free to read and drop a comment/catch up on the story! Thank you for reading…… good luck.
By Sandor Szaboabout 10 hours ago in Fiction
The night everything changed. Content Warning.
As soon as I saw it, I knew what needed to be done. I left without a second thought. I ran straight into the pouring rain and was soaked within seconds. I shivered and pulled my cloak tighter, but the buttons were broken and I couldn’t close it properly. One was missing, and the rest hung from loose threads. A cold draft slipped through, the wind flowing freely.
By Minou J. Lindeabout 15 hours ago in Fiction
Yellow Lights, Lucky Breaks & Borders
Crossing the Alameda border, I reached up and knocked twice on the car ceiling with my curled index and middle fingers. “Why do you do that?” Cynthia twirled a section of her long, coppery tresses; it was a fidget that I had long grown to love. She was perfect—literally everything that I had asked for. A redhead who looked like she had it all together and was a little crazy in the best way: great with fixing cars, loved dogs, and had a huge heart. She was amazing, and once again I looked at her and felt like the luckiest man alive.
By Alicia Anspaugha day ago in Fiction
Legend of the Whippoorwill
In one New England legend, it is said that the whip-poor-will bird, can sense a soul departing, and will capture it as it flees. The beautiful eastern whip-poor-will is the topic of numerous mythical allusions...
By Novel Allen2 days ago in Fiction
11:11
The first time Elena noticed the time, she didn't think anything of it. She was washing dishes, her hands numb from the cold water, when she glanced at the microwave and saw the numbers glowing: 11:11. A minute later, she had already forgotten about it.
By Lydia martinez2 days ago in Fiction
How you destroyed me. Content Warning.
I was the last one supposed to leave the shop. I just had to sweep the floor and make sure everything was in order. I was about to lock up, but just minutes before, a customer walked through the front door.
By Minou J. Linde3 days ago in Fiction
THE AWAKENING: NASA’S "COCKTAIL" OF LIES AND THE CYANIDE CLOUD
The narrative is shifting again. Can you feel it? For months, they told us 3I/ATLAS was just a rock. Then they admitted it was an "interstellar visitor." Now, as the object prepares to leave our vision forever, NASA has dropped a bombshell that changes everything—though they are trying very hard to make it sound like good news. A new report, based on data from the SPHEREx mission (a spacecraft designed to map the origins of the universe, conveniently repurposed to watch this object), reveals that 3I/ATLAS is not just a rock. It is a chemical factory. And in December 2025, it didn't just drift; it erupted. The "Cocktail" or The Contagion? NASA’s press release is filled with beautiful, poetic language. They say the comet is releasing a "cocktail of chemicals that haven’t been exposed to space for billions of years." They list the ingredients: Methanol. Methane. Water. And then, buried in the list, is the one that should make you pause: Cyanide. They are spinning this as the "foundation for biological processes." They want you to think about the origins of life on Earth. But let’s look at this with open eyes. Cyanide is not just a building block; it is a termination signal. Why is an interstellar object, which traveled silently for eons, suddenly venting a mixture of fuel (methane) and poison (cyanide) right here in our solar system? Study lead Carey Lisse from Johns Hopkins calls it "full-on erupting." He admits that "new, carbon-rich material" is being released from deep below the surface. This isn't surface dust blowing off in the wind. This is something coming from the core. The object is purging itself. The Two-Month Gap: The Physics Don't Add Up Here is the detail that the mainstream articles are glossing over, but it is the key to the mystery. The eruption didn't happen when 3I/ATLAS was closest to the Sun. It happened two months later. Standard comets react to heat. When they get close to a star, they melt. It is simple cause and effect. But 3I/ATLAS waited. It passed the Sun, survived the heat, and then—when it was safe, when it was moving away—it "switched on." Scientists are trying to explain this away with thermal lag. They say, "It takes time for the heat to travel down into the depths." Perhaps. Or perhaps it wasn't heat at all. If you were piloting a craft and you wanted to vent your exhaust, dump your waste, or perhaps deploy a shield, you wouldn't do it while you were blinded by the Sun. You would wait until you were in the clear. The "sharp brightening" detected by SPHEREx suggests a sudden, violent event. A mechanical event? The timing is too precise. It survived the fire, and now it is shedding its skin.If the chemical cloud isn't enough to worry you, look at what else SPHEREx found floating in the dark. The new data confirms that 3I/ATLAS is not just venting gas. It is ejecting "large grains and chunks of material." Debris... or Drones? The scientific explanation is that the comet is falling apart. They say these are "chunks too massive to be pushed away by solar energy." Let’s translate that. These are heavy objects. They are not dust. They are solid matter, detaching from the main body and lingering in its wake. In the context of a natural comet, this is a sign of disintegration. But in the context of the anomalies we have seen—the 7.1-hour rotation, the rigid shape, the anti-tail—this "debris" looks suspicious. If you were an interstellar traveler passing by a planet of interest (Earth) and a massive gas giant (Jupiter), and you wanted to leave something behind to keep watch, what would it look like to a telescope? It would look like "chunks of material" separating from the main ship. We are watching 3I/ATLAS recede into the darkness, but are we sure it is leaving alone? Or has it left a trail of "breadcrumbs" in our solar system? The "Lucky" Observation There is one final coincidence that feels too perfect. SPHEREx launched in March 2025. Its job is to map the entire universe. Yet, simply by "luck," it was in the perfect position to capture this specific eruption in December. Yoonsoo Bach, a deputy study lead, said: "Science is sometimes like that: You’re in the right place at the right time." Is it? Or are we being drip-fed information from a surveillance grid that knows much more than it is saying? They admit this is the "final period" of our ability to observe it up close. The window is closing. 3I/ATLAS is heading out. It has dumped a cloud of organic compounds and cyanide into our neighborhood. It has left heavy "chunks" floating in the void. And it has brightened, almost as if it is signaling a successful mission. The Final Verdict NASA wants you to see a dirty snowball melting in the dark. But the data shows a rigid object that waited until it was safe to vent its core, release heavy payloads, and accelerate away. The "ingredients for life" narrative is a comfort blanket. It distracts us from the reality that we have just been visited, scanned, and perhaps... seeded. The visitor is leaving, but the "cocktail" it left behind is just starting to mix. And we have no idea what it is going to create.
By Wellova 3 days ago in Fiction
The Academy Gates
Liora arrives at the grand gates of Eldergrove Academy, surrounded by towering trees and shimmering magical wards. The academy buzzes with excitement as students practice spells and explore the vibrant grounds. Liora feels both nervous and curious, stepping into a world full of magic and possibilities.
By LifeBit3 days ago in Fiction
A Quandary in Quarantine
Chapter Fourteen By the time the Stay At Home Order went into effect on Wednesday, people in Elsewhere seemed pretty used to the idea. I think that could be directly attributed to the fact that Wisconsinites were used to basically not leaving their houses for months at a time over the winter. They were like bears, hibernating for the winter.
By Erin Lorandos3 days ago in Fiction
A Quandary in Quarantine
Chapter Thirteen It was a very good thing that I had worked so hard to get our virtual reference services going as quickly as I had. It seemed we would be using it for the foreseeable future, at least. It was the Monday after our first full week of working from home. The state’s Stay At Home Order was scheduled to go into effect on Wednesday. Our town published a paraphrased versions of Governor Evers’ executive order on the town’s website:
By Erin Lorandos3 days ago in Fiction
A Quandary in Quarantine
Chapter Twelve The ‘authorities’ did not seem to be in much of a rush, though. Deputy Drew finally arrived about twenty minutes later. I supposed it was not really a real emergency, but still - in a town the size of Elsewhere, it’s not like there was a lot of other police matters taking up his time. When Deputy James did pull up, it sounded like he had parked in my driveway - rather than Luce’s. Odd. Sure enough, moments later I heard my own doorbell chime and there he was standing on my front stoop.
By Erin Lorandos3 days ago in Fiction