by Kenneth Clay
THE PRESENT (OR PAST, WHATEVER YOU LIKE) It was now three-in-the-afternoon. A week before, I had got a call from my boss, telling me to go down to Arizona for a job. Another murder case. No problem, I had solved them before and I would continue to do so. So I packed...
by Kenneth Clay
THE FUTURE “Wake up, Mr. Sander.” “Wake up…” “Wake up now…” I opened my eyes and softly rose up. There was no light inside this room, save for a television playing nothing but static. In between the lines, I saw faces staring back at me. And...
by Kenneth Clay
The streets of Seattle always rained, though Irwin never cared. Some people did. Some people cried about it. The thing was that Alcoholics Anonymous was four blocks away and he didn’t like driving in Seattle. So with an umbrella and a cigarette in his mouth, he...
by Kenneth Clay
What a weird day, I thought. All this asking and wandering had gotten nowhere. Sure, his alibi had been confirmed, but video showed otherwise. Maybe it’d hold up in court? I didn’t think he did it. And as I stepped out I noticed a lady staring at me. White...
by Kenneth Clay
After the terrible realization that were doppelgangers, I decided to go to the bar. I desperately needed a break. I couldn’t even figure out exactly what Gretchen was saying. All she did was give me little hints. But with those little hints, I realized a thing...
by Kenneth Clay
A TRANSMISSION AFTER RETURNING FROM THE BOTTOM OF A SWIMMING POOL And as the child rises, the colors are iridescent. The sun hovers in the sky calmly caressing the child. He smiles and swats his hand in the air. The hills unfurl around him, revealing a happy place....
