Fictional Short Story ‘Day 244’

It's early, 05:00 AM, birds just started chirping, which is a nice sound to wake up to. It's relaxing and it calms my mind. It's better than a loud alarm clock or something. I remember the time I had to get up at this hour to go to work. Sometimes even earlier, so that I could go for a short run before work. As a personal trainer it was important to me that I looked good, but also to be as fit and healthy as I could. I went to bed early, and therefore woke up early too. My biological clock is still the same, but the world has changed a lot.

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Fictional Short Story ‘The Blast’

I open the door and walk in to the house, it's abandoned. Windows have been taken out and are replaced with planks. The lights don't work anymore, but there's candles all over the house. There's blankets, pillows and mattresses on the floor in the living room. It seems people have camped here after the blast, trying to survive in our 'new world'. But the house is empty, 'no one home'. I've walked a great distance today, so I sit down on one of the mattresses to rest my feet. I take a bottle of water from my backpack and take one little sip, I have to save some for later.

Fictional Short Story ‘Pirate Round’

All hands on deck! Raise the anchor and lower the sails, we're headed east! 'I command, my crew executes'. In order to succeed, hierarchy is needed, even for free men like us. As we exit the harbor and head east towards open waters we can see the sun setting itself up for a beautiful sunrise, truly a wonderful sight. Nothing beats a clear blue sky and a rising sun on the horizon, never gets old.

Fictional Short Story ‘The Pact’

My hands are shaking, I’ve never done this before. It’s all new to me, but it feels great. The adrenaline it gives and the euphoria are super intense, it's crazy. But I like it, love it even. Me and my friend have made a pact, a pact so gruesome it would make the dead want to die again. It’s us against the world.

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