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The Frightful Code: Kalyani's Genuine Shocking Tale
Section 1: The Deadline In the clamoring city of Bangalore, amid the high rises and tech parks, Kalyani, a gifted programmer, ended up immersed in the exciting universe of coding. Her days were spent drenched in lines of code, her psyche consumed by calculations and cutoff times. However, much to her dismay an unfavorable cutoff time lingered over her, one undeniably more evil than any task course of events.
By Ashok2 years ago in Fiction
Stephan: The Last of the Voltarians
February 7, 2144 Lieutenant Anthony Cheng and his squad finally broke into the last chamber of the Voltarian base nestled at the foot of the Whitmore Mountains.
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Fiction
The tale of the lost rocket
In a bustling city full of busy streets, towering skyscrapers, and endless possibilities, there existed a small, forgotten locket. For years, it had been tucked away in a hidden corner of an antique shop, waiting for someone to discover its secrets. The locket had long forgotten its origin, but it yearned for the chance to be cherished once again.
By Ahsan Khan 2 years ago in Fiction
Pebble
I have never been a good sleeper. I would dream almost every time, which, I’ve been told, was a sign of stress. I never remembered the details, but always, always, I would wake up with remnants of a feeling.
By L Mincola2 years ago in Fiction
The Fiat, and The Grenade
Sicily | 1943 Corrado smirked, then disappeared back into the belly of the concealed bed. Rosalie re-tied the knot to the tarp, then climbed into the passenger seat. The partition had partially closed during the hectic stop, so she used her fingers to fully open it. Corrado’s head was directly on the other side, getting as close as humanly possible. This made her giggle, adding a little comfort to the rumbling sound of an accelerating engine.
By Kale Sinclair2 years ago in Fiction
Seventh Midnight
Chapter 1: The Mysterious Disappearance The moon hung low in the night sky, casting elongated shadows across the cobblestone streets of Crescent Hollow. Detective Emma Blackwood strode through the eerie silence, her trench coat billowing behind her like a cloak of mystery. Her keen eyes scanned the surroundings, searching for any clue that might unravel the enigma of the Seventh Midnight.
By Zeenat Shoukat2 years ago in Fiction
Whispers of the Lost: A Tale of Time and Destiny
A hidden world, secluded from the hustle and bustle of a sprawling cityscape. The shadows cast by towering buildings reached out like fingers upon the pavement below, yet only those who were lost or forgotten knew where to find it. Here existed an enigmatic community - a secret society that housed misplaced objects; all with their own unique stories to tell. Amongst them resided a pocket watch; once revered by an elusive persona known solely as "The Wanderer" but now diminished in glory through time's inevitable corrosion.
By Stacy Goldheart2 years ago in Fiction
Cold Footprint
"Tracing the Chills of a Vanished Trail" In the small town of Frostwood, nestled amidst snow-capped mountains, a unique phenomenon occurred every winter. A trail of cold footprints would appear overnight, leading from the edge of the forest to the town square. The footprints, made of shimmering ice, puzzled the townsfolk for years. Some believed it to be the work of a mythical creature, while others dismissed it as a natural occurrence.
By Zeenat Shoukat2 years ago in Fiction
Freedom is never Free. Top Story - February 2024.
He never liked me, but we are good together. I know he has this aversion towards our relationship, I feel it every time he holds me, and yet.
By JBaz2 years ago in Fiction
Grey Man
Eyes looked out of a studiously unremarkable face. They tracked across the empty concern in the expressions of everyone around them, waiting patiently for something to happen that might cover their escape. The man turned his head in concert with the crowd, letting his eyes see everything that normal ones might miss. A flash of scarlet there, a subtle hand gesture, a face that turned just out of synch with the ones that surround it.
By Alexander McEvoy2 years ago in Fiction
Article on the North Sentinel Islands
It appears that you are speaking of the archipelago known as the "Sentinel Islands," which is located in India's Bay of Bengal. Included in the Andaman and Nicobar Islands group, the Sentinel Islands are renowned for their seclusion and for being home to the Sentinelese people who are native to the area.
By Vijay Kumar2 years ago in Fiction
The Unpleasant of Darkmoon Roadway: A Genuine Harrowing Tale
One time per year, on the unpropitious evening of the Darkmoon, a frightful air plunges upon the abandoned stretch of street referred to just as Darkmoon Parkway. Settled amid thick woods and spurned scenes, this parkway has for quite some time been murmured about in quiet tones by local people, its name sending shudders down the spines of even the most courageous spirits. Legends talk about baffling vanishings, spooky nebulous visions, and the discernible presence of something evil sneaking inside the shadows.
By Ashok2 years ago in Fiction