thriller Short Stories
It was hard to breathe in the gas mask. It was hard to see the monitor, let alone the Petri Dish.
The white lights glared from the sterile steel of the bench. In the quiet of the lab Susan’s heart thundered. Her hands trembled.
She pressed a sample to the dish, the monitor swarming with a mass of writhing black lines, striking out at the human cells.
A tear rolled down her cheek as Susan looked from the screen to the gallery.
“,….. Two weeks. And then,…”
She hadn’t the heart to say it.
“Call the President.”
(c) Tim Austin 2016. Promo image by Jesse Orrico via Unsplash
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Ella ran her finger over the red twine, watching it as it tugged against the pin in the wall. It all led to this: the answer was here if only she could make the right connection. She threw himself back into the chair.
Again and again the killer had struck. There seemed no reason or pattern, and there were never any witnesses.
She lifted the jar, two severed fingers floating within.
“You think you’re untouchable but you’re not. You’ll make mistakes.”
Ella’s phone chimed. Her blood ran cold as she read the message.
“Do you like my present?”
Today’s story title was donated by Eddie Robson, Science Fiction writer of, among other things, Doctor Who, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles and the radio comedy “Welcome to Our Village, Please Invade Carefully, starring Peter Davison. You can reach him on twitter @EddieRobson.
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