May stumbles into the room and falls. Whoever dragged her here says nothing, and the door slams behind her. She is plunged into darkness, except for a lit opening in the rock high up the wall. She can hear clanking of metal, movements – it sounds like a lot of activity. The room is dark, [...]
So in “Silverwood,” one character is Guild, meaning he can draw things that haven’t happened yet. I’m pretty sure this is my son about fifteen years from now. So maybe I’m Guild, too.
David O Millman, Agent, reaches down and places a square paper on the floor of his apartment. He straightens up to look at it. The apartment faces the skyline of Scar City, and there is nothing covering the floor-to-ceiling windows. The many-colored lights of neon signs, projected advertisements, the occasional vehicle flying by, each [...]
The velociraptor lumbers down the corridor, its tail swinging back and forth. May creeps along the wall behind it, careful not to let her shadow stretch across the floor and give her away. She can hear the creature’s gears grinding and its hydraulics working. She can also make components that look like cameras mounted at [...]
\ “Okay I think I can take this out, now,” Feller says. Dr. Mangrove still lies as if asleep in the dentist chair. “Give it a try,” Rebecca says. Feller gently takes hold of the attachment on Dr. Mangrove’s neck and gently pulls on it. A clicking sound, and the wire comes loose. Dr. Mangrove’s [...]