In evenings like this I think of her. In evenings like this I feel suffocated with thoughts of her departure. After 146 days of floating in space on my own, I still cannot shake the bitter farewell playing a torturous loop in my head.

Příběh, jež Vám budu nyní vyprávět se vskutku udál, jakkoliv se tomu nechce věřit.

Eli Wilkins, this is our man. He's said to clean at the hospital on Mondays and Thursdays from 8pm to 11pm. He was described by his neighbor as " curved" and "alive". We suspect he may have wandered out of the security perimeter. He was last seen November 24 just before midnight

Elaine woke up with the strange sensation of being watched. As her eyes adjusted to the light, she scanned the room in the hopes that it was nothing but that, a sensation. But there, in the corner by the window, she could see a shape she didn't recognize.

15-year-old Gracie Thatcher was drinking coffee at Mom 'n 'Em Cafe. As she sipped smoothly and carefully to avoid burning her mouth, she heard the bell ring and footsteps came over to her spot.

She seemed tired and her gaze was always lost on the horizon, but she was alert. Her long dark hair fell to her narrow waist to rest in a small cage where she reclined. Inside was me.

It was a stark reminder that things do not always go according to plan.

In a hole, a very deep hole, the deepest hole, of the deepest holey holes, lived a hole, within that hole, lived a mole, in a hole that was deep, the mole, in the deep hole, the deepest hole, of the holey holes, named vole, never felt whole, all because of that time

I had this sensation for a while. Since I left home this morning. I went to the groceries and kept realizing a nice but a little cold feeling. I am 88 years old now and I'm still in my right mind. But today...

Jerry glanced down at the photograph in his hand, then back up again at the woman sitting alone at the back of the cafe.