"I've had enough" I muttered under my breath.

"What?" he enquired, turning his head to look at me with a quizzical look on his face.

"Never mind" I gave up. We were on the bus home together and this was not the place to have this discussion.

"No, go on, please" He begged. He had a slight smirk on his face as he leaned over the table we shared to poke me with his pen. I sighed, realising that ...

I've never been scared of much. I mean sure, I would not like to have a stand off with a spider any time soon but that is more of a preference than a fear. If I am honest, I don't tend to react much to anything anymore: not pain, not sadness, not happiness, nothing. There is only one thing that makes me twitch: Death.

Just the thought of the afterlife makes me quiver. Is there one? Will I be in ...

Thump! Thump! Thump!

The powerhouse pulsates with a frantic rhythm.

On and On it stampedes its host and keeps the factory running.

Today was busy. Every worker rushed about, every worker had a job to do.

Some days we are slow, some days we keep running and one day we will run no longer.

Pump! Pump! Pump!

The head of the office keeps us in check.

We can not work forever.

The building decays. ...