My first customer walked in through the rusty, decaying door. A stern look on his face showed he meant business. He walked straight past the tables of porcelain figures and headed straight for the box. This box was mysterious and had been in the shop since I bought it. No one had even thought of buying it for the same reason I had kept it. It had hieroglyphs on the side and figures were being kill...

I was waiting for him to come. Why was he taking so long? Then he walked through the door, golden, shaggy locks that reminded me of someone I used to know that covered part of his eyes. His eyes were ocean blue and reminded me of the sky at midday. After his nerves had gone away he sat down next to me, then I noticed his aftershave. I had smelt it before, but I couldn’t remember where. He talked i...

Darkness. I have been stranded in space for at least three days. The survival rate is getting lower. The amount of nothingness out in space is invading my brain. I can’t stop thinking about the family I left behind, all for an experiment. Im tried to search around the shuttle to find a way to go back home but there is no hope....