The Black Hearts

By Melissa R. Mendelson “Do you think they’re dead?” For a machine, Spectral sounded human.  Fear almost shined in those pale, copper eyes.  Their head swiveled to face the others standing nearby, all wearing the required Science uniform, yellow on the right side, silver on the left.  Their head snapped back toward the bridge doorContinue reading “The Black Hearts”

Unprotected

By Melissa R. Mendelson (Based on a Dream) I found the camera in the backseat of the car. It was under the driver’s seat. I was curious as to what was on it. Most of the pictures were scenery. There was one video. I played the video, and a teen-aged boy came into view. HeContinue reading “Unprotected”